My hands is black and blue and awesome. I'm going to punch things more often. Only hopefully not in anger. Because that didn't help anything. But neither did being honest, so I don't know what to do.

Being a human being is a confusing thing. Interaction is a (potentionally) hurftul thing. I wish God had never stated so clearly that I have to leave my bedroom (Matt. 28:19,20). It would be so much easier to only worry about myself. Because when you reach out to people, they think ill of you. And that makes me sad.


- posted by Jonathan@ 1:16 AM