To: Whoever

I've never written about heartbreak on this thing before. And it would be INCREDIBLY stupid to keep reading my notes.

Cause I'm livin my life, and I'm gonna emote, and be in pain, and be healed, and find the way through the fire.

And ultimately I don't want you to get hurt.

So don't look.

Cause I'm gonna do what I always do.

Live. And grow.

And talk about it, and relate to the world, and provoke a conversation. And learn. And exist. And be respectful.

I want my life to be FULL. I want the fruits to be BIG.

EVERY single one of us needs to live a life that's full, and big, and without regret, and without ever for one second having our own self-analyzed fears decide something for us.

Life REALLY does go by way too fast.

It really can be over at any minute.

It really does matter that we love strong.

No regrets.

Tell someone you love, RIGHT NOW, that they are special, and your life is better because of them.

Wow, it's been...

...October since I last updated! It's not you, it's me. My fault entirely. There is only one thing I would like to say, kicking it back into gear here - love is better in black and white. And I mean that in every sense of the word, most simply when sitting under the innocent and pale moonlight. Some memories stick to you, forever and infinitely changing who you are, what you love, altering memory's dance and the points of contrast to the web of intersecting relationships we all share. As you can tell, it's springtime, and love is on my mind.

I thought I would kick it in with a perfect example of what love is...

Get out of here. PERFECT