Little girl, big imagination.

I just woke up from a great sleep.

I hadn't slept so great the past two nights. Come to think of it, I didn't sleep at all for almost 40 hours because of this overwhelming passion that I have. It's something so strong and so big. The strength that you see emanating from me is in fact strong passion for love, for loving people, loving my friends, my family, myself. That's all it is, I'm just loving all the time. This love is so overpowering it's hard for me to hold in, and for the past two years I'd direct most of my attention to who was (at the time) my S.O., so the frequencies of my thoughts and my emotions were traveling up and down large, pressured waves towards him.

We can say that this was bound to happen sooner or later or that our time has come to move on, and any other vague, cliche statements, but I honestly believe that it was the unbearable, suppressed issues and illnesses we had manifesting inside our souls that soon ate us up and tore us into pieces, and it surfaced into a searing sore that took control of us both and made its jurisdiction. It was the negativity that we masked under all the smiles and the laughter. It controlled us so we couldn't control ourselves. Now it's time to take control. It's time to fight for my life again. I will not die -- won't let this consume me.