Issues In Run-On Form

I love him, I hate him!

I don't want to be in Montana, I don't know about Texas, and Alabama messes with me.

I don't trust anyone, but want to so badly.

I miss my "friends" and wonder if I ever really had any.

My family is a whole other issue, and then there is the guilt I carry when it comes with the kids.

Religion is a wonderful mystery, but I don't want to let go of the little girl in me.

I am lost and the only one that can find me is me

Make sense? probably not.

You understand!?!?! Then you are just as crazy

I was born a free spirit, formed into a society of politeness and have to choose what is proper and "right".

I want to dance and sing, and laugh hysterical

I want to stay up late and sleep all day

I want to spend $200 in one pop on whatever suits my fancy

I want to eat ice cream for breakfast and have cereal for dinner

I want to drive fast, and chain smoke, and then quit cold turkey

I want to tell people to F* off when they stare, but I can't stop eves dropping when I am in public.

Do I sound like a lunatic yet?

No? Okay let me continue...

Sometimes want to take all these suffocating clothes off.

See, I could so easily be in a nudist colony sitting on my towel, although I can't stand to look at myself naked in the mirror. 

Better yet a hippie and flit around in the meadow with no shoes on, but I also love to wear my sexy leather boots.

Laughing? Yes, no?

Oh yeah that reminds me, my sense of humor I want just to be that!

Damn everyone and their not having the ability to know that I am joking, and Damn them again when they have no idea I am serious!

You're not mind readers?

Well why not?

I have to be! 

Copyright GRS.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006