It beat in a proper rhythm, but sometimes it's off a beat and that's when it really sink in. This is how my heart behaves. It's not constant. I'd say anything else would be more reliable, but that's a lie. Maybe it's jsut because of how I feel today. I'm not in the greatest of moods, my throat is sore and it's a very dreary and cold day. So, back to this heart business.

This is al really mind vomit. I'm trying to write without really thinking about what it is I'm trying to write. A television show I want to watch is almost on and I need to rush this, so it will be more incoherent of a post.

I try to hard to get my feelings out on paper and onyl end up making myself more confused. It never comes out right. I need to have that one entry on paper, or anywhere and feel satisfied with it. I need to know that I have said something profound. I see other psots on various blogs and listen to lyrics of songs and wonder how somebody could have thought to write those exact words. They're genius and everything I wanted to say, but couldn't. I guess I'm just thinking too hard. They say it just comes, that you shouldn't force it, so I'm not. It will come to me when it wants to. Nwo I sounds crazy right? Talking about the coming of words? Oh well, I was never the one to be considered normal anyways. I have no qualms about being my awkward self. This will probably make no sense. Crap.