It is really hard to be charitable sometimes.

Like when people think they know what I'm all about, and in reality, they haven't a clue. They pass judgements, or worse yet, they don't even give me a chance.

I know I seem really disconnected and stuff. More later, maybe, when I'm less upset.

This week has been insane and confusing and painful... and I loved every minute of it.

Right now there are about 45 different emotions going through me, and it's the most raw, real feeling I've had in a long time. I'm glad to be actually feeling something.

I'm not really sure what I'm talking about, but my stomach is turning and I feel that kinda homesick-in love-butterflies feeling... and I just want to sing.