I Think Too Much

I think waaay to much.. Plain and simple I overthink haha.. Like say im havin a smoke and im thinkin about something I become a worrier and its like my brain purposely goes out to find things to worry about haha.. Oh well all in the...

I wake up early in the morning with a crowd of thoughts. I'm rarely late but my thoughts keep throwing me around like a doll. When I go to sleep at night, I imagine being a bird and flying into the sky with nothing around. I push myself...

What exists within your peripheral vision in your dreams?

Flowers blossom, birds sing, a new love is born and the heavens sing
their praises. Sing of a love tied to the earth. Everything is
connected. An intricate web of roots connecting every living entity.
Hidden just below the surface...

She left a note.
A blank page from her journal, on the pillow of her bed.
No words, no marks, nothing symbolic…except the fact that it was blank.
You see, she often would do this. She would do something for seemingly no reason. You...

When I'm sitting in class I try to pay attention but I can't. I just daydream about random shit all the time. It sucks cuz I really try to listen but I just go off in a trance and end up not paying attention. I might have add but I don...

...my thoughts are entwined  and with so very many emotions tonight.
Today was one of the few days in which I *almost wish I didn't choose the career I have. For me, that is telling as to the air of my day...one thing after another...

Life is so confusing at times. Sometimes it is difficult to not think about the past, the good the bad, the hard to figure out. It's hard to think in the right way, to do the right thing. There are so many unexpected things that happen...

la·cu·na noun lə-ˈkü-nə, -ˈkyü-
plural la·cu·nae also la·cu·nas

Definition of LACUNA

1: a blank space or a missing part : gap ; also : deficiency 1
(Merriam-Webster)

We are all familiar (or should be) with the concept...

i've always seen things other people didn't, felt things, questioned things - and while that set me apart and made me horribly lonely, sometimes, i valued it because i didn't want to be another mindless individual and because it made me...

...we all have differing views. I have written several stories on fate and my feelings regarding it. My belief in fate comes from my experiences...I believe because I have felt it touch my life.
Tonight, I as I was reading, I came...

I think love is a curious thing. Truly, love is entirely perspective of certain things. Perspective lead by passion, which is ironic, because the mind should never be controlled by emotions, yet we allow it that control, when we believe...

I have a bit of a love hate relationship with my imagination, i love that i can loose myself in thought and spend what would otherwise be boring hours daydreaming and amusing myself, i honestly look forward to daydreaming. I love...

People are close here.Maybe closer than anywhere else..They sleep in the same beds others slept in the day before.They make love in the same beds..others have cried in the day before..   ..I think that is very beautiful.We have to...

I think too much.

I don't know what triggers it, but there are times when I am just flooded with thoughts. One thought after the other breaking along the coastline. There's an urgency about these thoughts crashing against each other in...

 Our brains are like computers. They are computers. They have memory. They can be programmed.Hell, I can remember when my older sister held me in the garage and I was two. My father was driving the sky blue Pontiac into the garage of...

When I was born, Daddy insisted I be named for his mother and himself. Mom gave in; I asked her once why I was named what I was, and that was when she told me.
The official nickname for my name is "Patsy". No one in my family ever...

My mind has been tangled around so many thoughts and feelings this past week, but one that is always constant is my son.
At 24 years old, he has struggled with a form of bipolar disorder since he was 15. It has been hell and heartache...

I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of...

I've come to a few conclusions with my over thinking, but I do not think it's a bad thing.

After an incident with a man on here named Richard, who used me. He got what he wanted out of me and left me completely. But then blamed it on...