I should be reviewing for my report, but I have to mentally vomit some things that are rotting in my head. Sometimes, it's the fully emotional that really tires me. Anyway, I just want to say that heartbreaks are difficult to mend, but what's more difficult to mend is how you are losing yourself. Anyway, I'd like to believe that this is just a consequence of the rush of blood to the south, but I am in dire need of an overhaul, that I just want to scream and flail my arms. After doing that, I thoroughly need to go to the beach and bask in the sun, and really enjoy it. I personally think I am at odds with everything around me, and even if I keep on shape-shifting, I cannot bend for myself.

Helter skelter moments of almost fully ecstatic pleasures
Within the definitive warmth of people
Whose hands and hearts seem readily available
Whose minds indefinitely cross your reality,
Their obstinate cages of this and that,
Some that capture your that and this
Stops. It is just your other, this carousing of your
Mental longing for affirmation. Like this, very endeavor
Paper affirmation, from the very
Start.