What you don't say speaks volumes.
From _____.
Dear Mouth:
What you sometimes say hurts, and what you sometimes don't say, hurts even more.
From People.
Dear Paris:
I will see you in 2 days. Be ready.
From Me.
Dear 'You Are Here':
Where is here?
From 4-8-15-16-23-42.
Dear ...
Whatever it is you are suppose to do, I wish you would hurry up and do it. I wish things were simpler when it came to matters of your sorts. I hate you.
From Untitled.
I'm excited to see new things, try new things, eat new things, be around new people. I'm excited for the whole scha-bang.
Police make me laugh. Went to get fingerprinted today, and ended up helping the squad take their new badge pictures while I waited. Some of which had to have several re-takes because they decided they didn't look good. Weird. All I could do was laugh. At them.
This weather is weird. It's warm., and raining. I suppose this is what Paris and Europe will be like? I'm taking both cameras. I like taking pictures. I am in no way photogenic, or good at being a 'photographer,' but I like to capture things in my own light. The way I see things, which, as I have come to realize, is usually not the way others see it. I like it that way. I didn't use to. But I do now. Rarely do I actually share how I see things, or what I think for the mere fact that I doubt anyone cares, or remotely sees things the same way. People always seem so wrapped up in their own little view-finder lives to take notice. So oblivious it's almost comical, but mostly just annoying and pathetic. As long as I can continue to laugh at your expense, I'm fine with it.
[You wouldn't have it anyother way... I'll cast you out.]
