About
Everyone calls me Char, so I guess thats what I should tell you to call me. I always tend to find I'm getting my feet caught in quicksand, but I always, somehow, seem to submerge. I always never knew how I could have never known. And there I am, off again, on some other extravagant, silly, adventure. Life's like that, always turning and changing. I just moved out west, 2600 miles away from the town I grew up in. I've never lived anywhere else but there, until now. So, for me, everything is new and different, even strange. I love the city, the extreme change of culture is wonderful. The bible pushers and holy hounds aren't biting here, like in the South East. It was hard to grow up in a small Port City full of Baptists and psycho, redneck trailer trash. -And the people that made my life hell for their amusement.But now I'm In a different situation and though the city's great I'm afraid I've found that quicksand again. I tend to let love lead my life. I forget about myself at these times. I'm quite. I'm very weird. I love my friends that have stuck by me. I am all human, and truly believing that was task for me, for a long time. I'm very shy, I'm not good at making conversation, but when I do start talking, I can't stop.
I love hanging out in the cemetery, writing mindless, endless poetry, drinking coffee,and reminiscing.
'Cuz Halloween is everyday
it's everyday
Oh, why can't I live a life for me?
why should I take the abuse that's served?
why can't they see they're just like me
It's the same, it's the same, in the whole wide world..
-Ministry
