It is amazing how simple words can change the course of ones day. :)
Being called Beautiful by a person i respect and love makes me smile inside and out.
I love days such as these.

-L

When i see things that people do, hear what they say and think, sometimes i want to just hold them. So much turmoil and ainxiousness inside of them. I do not know how to help really.
I need to hold onto them, pray, hope that this will end for them... It hurts to be alone, unsure of who you can talk to. It is amazing what a phone call or "How are you" can make someones day that much better..

-L

The nervousness in my bowels is due to a piece of white paper dotted with black names. It is stapled to a wall in a hallway where many a lonesome person has walked.
This slip of paper holds the result of many auditions in the two weeks before. I have been hoping that my name, as black as the rest will be among the others on that simple piece of paper.
Such a small thing to fill my stomach with monarchs.

But it is not the only thing which worries me, making me so anxious.

-L

As a teenager, my days are spent at school filling my cerebellum with information deemed important by the government. When I have time, I write, draw, act, and try to talk to or get together with friends. This space is merely another place to empty my thoughts, since i have so many. I would rather spill them from my mouth in verbal conversation. Unfortunately, my mouth isn't as adept at expressing things as my fingers are. So....... Have fun fingers!