i'm about to do the unthinkable and completely bare my soul in this place. one thinks that this would be a completely uncensored place where i write and jot things down from my heart. and yes to an extent that is true. but in reality, knowing that my words here are for full viewing it is a difficult task to be completely honest with the screen...

anyhow, the thought for the day is: i contain this great love that is just wasting away. each day i notice the lines on my hands getting older and i wonder what the f*ck am i doing. love should not be contained, nor should it be taken for granted.