  is there anybody out there?  let me know.  i feel im talking to air.  anyone?  anyone?  the quote on my mind:
 went on a limb for you,  capsized when i was 22 so i stay up late,  thinking.  im 22.  i am at the proverbial crossroads.  reality.
 ( read as:  graduation.  what is a girl to do.  thinking about J has got me down.  thinking about the nice emo boy that got away has got me down.
 thinking about how sad my friends are has got me down.  but come on.  sometimes i do not know how lucky i am.  to be understood to have wonderful people around me to have what i need to be able to help for the ability to grab the silver lining,  as fleeting as it can be for my oportunities for the support of those i love,  as far away as they can seem to be for the ability to rationalize they seem like simple things,
 that is until you see people who are struggling with everything they have got to make their lives work.  all this talk about destiny and fate.  true or no,  fuck it.  things will always be ok.  what doesnt kill you only makes you stronger.
 i atest.  i cant say a life of bullshit makes me want to conquor the world,  but i could not feel more prepared to fucking try.  cliche what?  i know,  fogive me for waxing philospohical.
 thats what i get for the roomies being asleep and living the single life of thinking girl.  is it fair to trust that not all who wander are lost.  and not all who are lost can wander?  this is where my mind is right now.  so it goes.  now on:
 kimya dawson and bright eyes,  for soft,  silly music is meaningful,  magical 
