awesome

just when i'm walking around, happy, loving the smell of fire and ice, and the memories or the feelings of fire and ice combined.... and then i open my mouth, you wonder why i don't talk. "The Road to Hell is Paved with Good Intentions..." I didn't think this was hell. far from it.

something to look forward to. something to make me smile at random. something uninhibited and fun. something where i could plan . . . plan for nothing but fun. I was planning a trip for the end. this is not the way it was supposed to be, not how its supposed to happen. its supposed to end nicely. not in a fight. how does a fight even ensue if i have the best intentions.

"i'm just a soul whose intentions are good, oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood."