stream of conscious

laying in bed watching invader zim.. my hair is on top of my head, i wanna go outside, fuck this snow, can't get off my street, everyones home, i need to do work, prefer to create alone or in the company of others creatives, still looking for my mojo, interesting convo this morning, hope i didn't upset you, sometimes i feel like we're playing tug of war... I dont think i'll win, i love you, i like the way things are, but there are days i wonder would it be okay if i reached for your hand in public... i inspire fb statuses, i long for freedom and a sparkly pair of heels.... 12 more mother fuckin days 

p.s.

 i'd love for ur face to end up in the mud,  for once i'd get my way..