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So right now, i am looking at the sky. i am thinking, I have had a really bad day. I am SORRY. how sorry cannot be wrtten in words, or even conveyed through a song or something like that. I dont know if you see that, but i hope to God you do. I like to write looking out of my window. I will have to go back and correct the mistakes when i am done, cause i'm not looking at what i'm typing.

The sky, it's like, a release, it's like, conformation(don't think that's spelt right) that there is another world, an escape, like a backup plan, if things get too bad, there's always the sky, kinda thing. I wonder if deep down everyone is capable of feeling like this for something so simple (on first glace) or whether you have to have the ability to really LOOK at it. not just see, you have to look. i think. =/ Well i just had an argument with my mum. I can't be arsed with her and the way she won't accept anyone who has a different mind frame/set of oppinions to her. She started watching this program on twins who had anorexia, and she was like shouting things at the tv, like they are not fucking right, they need fucking medical help, and shit and iwas like "but mum to them that seems normal why can't you accept tha?" amd she was just like "no hannah it's wrong. it shouldn't be allowed" i was like WTF./ arjgjjj/

Well Ian "set me a challenge" but i don't know how well it's gonna go down with some people. Well not some people,just one person, becuase of last night and all but i have done it anyway. This probably makes no sense to you whatsoever. whatever, it's not really for you to understand i guess.

I wish i could fly. I want to be in the clouds. it's amazing i can't describe it. It's so inspirational. I take a lot of pictures of the sky but they never capture every single tiny detail like i want it to.

I think that is enough for tonight, i have no more to say.

I love you, please come back i am sorry. (F) (prehaps (W) is more appropriate?)


hannah