Saturday

halten Sie Ihre roserys aus meinen overys heraus...

I just spent the last few hours having christmas with my family. . . remind me to tell you about it later..Anyways, I leave to go back to california in a few days. Then its two weeks of hardcore packing and saying goodbye to a place that was much much to good for me. In some wierd way I am almost glad to be coming back. Santa Cruz WAS to good for me - To happy, To positive - People got along there. How can I relate to that? I just can't be that way all the time. I think I prefer the concrete streets and starless skys of NYC then to be surrounded by somthing so beautiful all the time. A girl could get spoiled in a place like that. Can you understand a thing like that? Theres no search in santa cruz. I mean here in ny, I have to look daily for somthing beautiful - Somthing to believe in. I didnt have to look in california, everything was given to me. Beauty is a treasure not a gift - it should be found, not given.

Happy and Always

  I wake up in the morning, only to be sad I awake again. I don't wish to be here, I live in constant, chronic agony. I have lost years ...