A thought has dawned on me, oddly enough in the middle of the day, which is abnormal for my abnormal brain. My thought is this:
Why is is that actions, words define people. We choose our words and actions, for the most part. Why is it that thoughts do not define us? Simple, we have no way of knowing another person's thoughts. This lead me to my final answer: We will never really know people.
I have coffee. This is a wonderful day.
That is all, for now, my pretties.
11:17pm
my eyes are heavy, i havent yet taken my night meds, and the voices outside from a group of friends talking and laughing is making me feel lonely. i miss sharing my bed with someone, even more so because it is only a twin, so if anyone is to share my bed with me, we would have to be on top of wach other. snuggled warm.
i miss the feeling of someone holding me close to them, keeping me warm. its only in the arms of my lover that i feel safe.
i hope that some day soon i can share my bed with another boy, but, the odds are against me. i wish i had a man's voice to listen to, even one belonging to someone far away.
i'm just lonely, here in my bed, alone.
