funny how things you think about come out in different ways, even when you're not looking. they probably only make sense to you, but that's just it - they're yours. and even if you explained the whole situation to somebody else, with stunning cinema and steven spielberg jurrasic park awesome quality... it still would mean more to you. so is that the problem that makes people stop giving a fuck halfway through your story? or is it that they realize they'll never feel it the same way you did? so the learning part, the realizing the roles and picturing the scenes, is all just the means to a let down? we all want to get something out of something; if we take the time, there should be a reward. but when there isn't, do you give up on it? or do you stand side-by-side and think, maybe, when you're not looking, you'll realize you'd gotten your reward a long time ago? you'd had it all along - you just weren't looking hard enough.

yours.
samantha

fucking spiders gotta fuck off. yes, the aliens on top of my computer are green, but they are not your brethren. fact. you do not need to check this out for yourselves, as two have already done within the past half hour. an hour ago, there was the moon in pot illusion in the macaroni and cheese flavored water:

(click to view with microscope.)

my hair's falling down on my back and making me paranoid now.
fuck off.
it does look like the moon to you, doesn't it?