Million Billion Trillion

28 years old. i found my first grey hair today. glowing, luminesence like a small strain of light escaped from heaven

i lept at it. ripped it out and held it in my hand. still glowing with a life source of its own.


then i spent the afternoon with micheal and his love troubles with my mind all switched of to his worries and faced the ambivilance of mine. i am young and old.

i have an exam tomorrow that i wont fail. but i think im going to fail. and im afraid im getting too old to fall in love and have a family of my own.

and im also half thinking that its either this is all just a really long phase of patheticness or that perhaps i am infact, just being retard at all the pivitol times.