Shellswell

Mums the word. There is always room for research. Unanswered questions are tough in my line of work. I constantly am trying to get down to the nitty gritty. In my mere 22 years of existence I know a thing or two. One: I hate the answer no. Two: I hate being left just up and gone. Leaving me with unanswered questions while being unavailable can drive a gal insane. Especially this gal. My biggest heartbreak I have been through was with a man with an accent. Poof up and gone. He was a poofer. Like fucking fairly odd parents. You’d think you’d see him almost every street corner but actually it was a park bench empty just like arms when he pulled away and hopped on that plane.  Seems as though lately a lot of people have been feeling my heart aching pains as well. If you’re one of them, I salute you. Mostly because you aren’t alone and I feel you, brother. Someday I think I’ll see him again and I hope my heart doesn’t rush the same way it did in the past.  Who the fuck b...

Well here I am reporting back to you all but really it’s a response to a loved one ( you know who you are). The thought of being analyzed stresses me out. Now, this is prolly because the thought of me being unliked stresses me out. Truth. Now, there is also the fact that I love to look around and attempt to read others. Could this because I am human? Who knows (some would say alien). What I do know at this very moment is that I am just trying to be just as much as you are. Tonight I ran into a cross road. I was presented with someone else’s thoughts now how lucky is that? In what world does someone else care or want to know what I think. My world apparently! Well anyways, I began to let my mind wander. Dangerous I know. Dangerously, I crept into my memories and thoughts. What I came up with while I ramble is.. here’s the thing cliche and straight out of my favorite tv show/ my blog is that in order to find happiness, it’s not easily accomplished but with your friends. through the path...