here’s a random quote i found on someone’s tumblr site: “Maybe love, too, is beautiful because it has a wildness that cannot be tamed. I don’t know. All I know is that passion can take you up like a house of cards in a tornado, leaving destruction in its wake. Or it can let you alone because you have built a stone wall against it, set out the armed guards to keep it from touching you…”
and by ralph emerson — when it is dark enough, you can see the stars

like that one a lot.
i wonder who reads this.

i’ve been tossing and turning in my bed, thinking random thoughts.right now i’m thinking of changing my blog address again. i dunno feels unsafe.
well not that i speak of anything very specific. well i do sometimes. i think. nah i’m quite vague. haha i’m arguing with myself.
anyway, i’m still fighting with myself and i’m undecided which me i’ll let win.
i think of God.. Why has he put me here. it’s cliche but seriously why did you put me in this pardon the irony Godforsaken earth o Lord? Is there truly a purpose for me? preordained? must i find it or must i make it up along the way?