10.12.2008

I am full of character flaws. I love you, and I hate you, for not seeing it.

I put myself down every once in a while. It's who I am. I don't do it for attention. I do it to keep myself grounded, keep me in the real, keep me humble. I am forever humbling myself. Please don't try and make me stop. Any of you, all of you please let my humbled. I am humbledin the eyes of my God, in the eyes of my family, in the eyes of my mirror. I need to stay this way, I need to keep doing this, so that I don't have a high place to fall from.

Naturally, I am a coward. I am afraid. I am paranoid.

I am irresponsible, forgetful, haphazard and sporadic.

I am Devon. That is all I will ever be.

Wait. You're there. Why?

You always do that at the worst moments. you're a master of the ill timed.

I'm a little upset with you, but I'll never tell you. You don't even know I'm writing this,a nd I doubt you will ever even read it, thank goodness. you're still on my mind a lot. We have nothing and everything. No. I lied. We have nothing. We had everything. I don't make much sense. then again, I never did.

Is that even a real word? And No, you don't know what I'm talking about.

I want to throw paint.I want to make.
I want to move.
movement.

that word seems to be on my mind alot lately.

sunshine.