A time for excitement.
So on Thursday, I turned 19. I have been 19 for four full days. I know that you wouldn't expect it to - but being 19 feels different. Maybe it is the fact that I have faciliated, and almost completed, the move into a new apartment entirely by myself. (That is excluding man power of my boyfriend.) I feel accomplished. I feel happy. This is a great apartment, with some cool girls and a great feel to it. I don't have to be so lonely anymore.
But there is always improvement to be made and thoughts to be thunked about.
Oh oh oh - and Brian ( ~
perplexi0n ) got me a deviantart subscription! I better make good use of it. Thank you Briiiiiiiiiiiian. I've been writing, thinking, and I think I am about ready to start creating.
I'm kind of on the edge of something(s) right now. In that place where there is a lot of excitement, but no words to describe it because that whatever has not been fully realized. When it is - you'll know. I'll tell you all about what is going on, where I am at, and how it feels.
But for now - I have to go finish packing my stuff up. I have to finish moving. So that i can do homework, and be the productive individual that I crave so badly to be.
I WILL DO IT.
My fingers touch upon my lips
It’s a morning yearning
It’s a morning yearning
Pull the curtains shut try to keep it dark
But the sun is burning
The sun is burning
The world awakens on the run
And we’ll soon be earning
We’ll soon be earning
With hopes of better days to come
That’s a morning yearning
Morning yearning
Morning yearning…
Another day another chance to get it right
Must I still be learning?
Must I still be learning?
Baby crying kept us up all night
With her morning yearning
With her morning yearning
Morning yearning…
Like a summer rose I’m a victim of the fall
But am soon returning
Soon returning
You’re love’s the warmest place the sun ever shines
My morning yearning
My morning yearning
Morning yearning…
Devious Comments
Hoo Haa!!
Stuff!
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The wallpaper and I are fighting to the death, one of us will have to go.
Oscar Wilde
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