Nothing to say

I just want to be noticed.


I'm making all kinds of mistakes.  And I'm faililng to make use of my time.  Lets just call that another mistake.
"Failing to prepare is preparing to fail"


I'm at that point in my life where what I feel is the most important thing in my life.
If I'm hungry, my gosh I'm so hungry I have to eat.

And I'm rarely sad, but sometimes I'm sad.  I'm dominated by skin.
And its so cold.

I had another camp.  I'm unenthusiastic because I've gotten to the point where the pain given from drum corps isn't going to be enough.  I recover in a day.  I'm already fine.


I don't want to say anything, but I keep opening my mouth because I just want to be noticed.



stay beautiful