I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness.

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I cant keep up with everyone else's happy blogging although I am really trying my best. This week has been filled with equal parts of laughter and sobbing and quiet contemplation. I lie awake at night wanting to open the window and jump out of it.. and into a world filled with all things necessary and desirable. I ponder my dreams as a child and make mental notes of things I would add to a long list of wishes, with the hope of maybe one day being confronted with a bossy genie who will tickle my every whim out of me..

Despite my public blog life, I am a very private person, one who values her personal space and the chance to dance around in my underwear to the kitschiest 80's tunes.. so right now I'm a wilting mess, caught in a blizzard of nearing walls and crass underminings and it is soul crushing. Its obscene how some can just waltz all over what's important to another, and then claim that they have every right to do so..

..am I even making sense? I didn't think so either.

The world is so claustrophobic sometimes.