SiriLeigh

I have to wonder... how do I get rid of this print shit. I don't need to sell my crap, it isn't even at that level of good nuff. Whatever I'll eventually figure it out.

Where does one stand when madness engulfs the setting in whole? To hide ones shadow under a tree that has no leaves and barely a body to call a trunk. There hearts hold not but one but many many worlds. The mind brings a storm and the only thing you have left are your hands who will not reach the heavens but stay still on the earth. The real worlds solid ground one can barely scratch the surface and think has lived and loved. This is my world and the deeper I dig the more dirt goes under my nails. No water to clean it away but infections that it away my skin and no cure. Shakily one would stand and fall back into the ocean to float on forever

Yup. that's basically it! There are two things my phil teacher told my class. One~ Work smart~ not hard. Second one is K.I.S.S~ Keep it simply stupid~ I love his advice, it make sense. And my neck hurts...