MorteBella

since this account is old and everything on the account is old I figured this was the best time to make a new account. you can find me here: http://enetodrn.deviantart.com/

  enter no(silence is the blood whose flesh is singing)silence:but unsinging. In spectral such hugest how hush,one dead leaf stirring makes a crash -far away(as far as alive)lies april;and i breathe-move-and-seem some perpetually roaming whylessness- autumn has gone:will winter never come? o come,terrible anonymity;enfold phantom me with the murdering minus of cold -open this ghost with millionary knives of wind- scatter his nothing all over what angry skies and gently (very whiteness:absolute peace, never imaginable mystery) descend ee cummings

I am not really sure what it is I am feeling right now. I missed one of Matt's calls last night, and it really made me sad, so I tried to call him back this morning. I guess he was asleep. The past couple of weeks have really been terrible. I am beginning to think that maybe I should just let things happen as they do and not try to stop them. I always think I can stop bad things from happening or help people, but in reality I just make things worse by trying. I swear from now on I will just accept that things aren't going well. It's like the man that was told to bite the bullet while his leg was being amputated, and the bullet fell into the