Dude this is not an anything I just write

Yeah right

So here it is I guess If I am writing I am still kicking with everything I have in me. I am so sick of people saying that I am strange (Well I am) but you don't have to say it. I'm like one of thoes people that are on one of thoes planets all by them selves. I am alone where I am at. I just wish I could meet that one person that could relate to me, not just sit there and lie all the time to better them selves. Why would you do that, I don't give a s**t who you really are just don't sit there and lie all the time.

            I have built a wall to keep people out (A really big one) and I don't know how to knock it down now. I just wish for that perfect person so come and clime over it or at least blow it up. I am so sick of lieing awake at night wishing for a steady hand to come and put upon me helping me sleep for thoes nights I can't stand still. I am alone in this land behind my wall. I keep smiling but behind my smile I cry inside. I can no longer write about love because I can't relate to it, it always comes out way insane but its not really how I fill.....Owell just blogging you know writing endlessly on hours about nothing

 

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

Maybe it`s the economy !
I used to write some little thing and get 25 or 30 reviews.
Now I write something and no one takes time to read it.
Is that being behind the wall ?
The trouble with being behind the wall is this:
We all have to experience some INTIMACY in our lives.
We have to experience the interest and openess of some other
human being, hopefully someone of the opposite sex.
When there is no intimacy, somehow we feel no self worth.

Oh, what the hell ! It is either the weather, or the economy.

The sky is gray, it`s cold outside: if we could see a cheery smile,
meant just for us, and/or feel a warm hand in ours, the world would
suddenly become warm and friendly .

Good luck ! I will keep on looking.

-----Eagle Cruagh