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How are YOU? Mmmmmm? Haha.

im good. how are you?

Sleep takes me, when I permit it. If I take my medications, I sleep. If not, I can remain awake for usually two nights before I pass out. All depends on my needs at the time.

People this age, especially teenagers, must learn to talk less and listen more, no?

You are at the age where you must explore all options. It is agreeable that you would try to find your love and passions. Writing is still my niche, however. It is where I have found home. The ability to create a little world. Shape it as you want. Give it life, meaning, purpose, and existence. Retreating into this world and being as a god would. It is impressive the burden and the gift that writers bear. We are more than friends in that regard. We are as kin.

Romance, the tales of those who's hearts are constantly running free.
"Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither by cynical about love. For in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass."
The creed of the romantic, no?

You will see my typing many different ways, depending on whom is typing at the time. Usually, when I am first meeting someone, one of my stronger, more disciplined voices takes hold and speaks. She is strong, and until we as a group are comfortable with the person you will not see much past her. It is nothing personal. It's for our safety.

It may be, but family isn't always right. Sometimes family can be just down right mean.

I'm awesome! having a great summer so far, you?

heh thanks for sending a message, megan! it already seems pretty sweet here

That sucks!
Hope it gets better!

Ahh, perhaps you should invest in a bit of rest, dear. It would be most lucrative I believe. Still, 'tis your decision, and I shall not force it. I am not your guardian, as it were.

"Listen to others. Even the dull and ignorant, they too have their stories." True words, no? I feel you embody their meaning. Well done.

Music burns the pain from the soul and cleanses the mind like a river of water. It washes your mind, flooding every emerging thought away and leaving only feelings of joy or passion. Passion, to an extreme measure. I adore music, 'tis why I have dedicated my life to it. Still, if you wish to discuss something, I tend to be helpful to those who have come before. My mind and heart are open to any problems you wish to enter into me. Just a standing offer, love.

As for writing, I write whatever they tell me to. Usually we all work together to create my pieces, but I have let them take complete control before. It's interesting what they create. I have seen everything: short and long stories, poetry, some happy, some sad, some so downright horrific that I have never shown a soul. Some are even in a language I can not read. It's interesting really, how I never know what I am going to write next. I am currently working on a book, just broke 100 pages, so that is lovely.

I apologize for rambling on when you surely do not care about my silly escapades. And what of you, my dear? What does your mind transfer to written medium?

You're welcome! <3

Lol me too! I wanted to go to college at Stanford, it was my dream for like...ever. Then I got to my junior year, and realized that with my grades (not terrible, a 3.5 gpa, but not good) that I couldn't get into Stanford. So I decided ASU would be the right choice for me. But if you start looking now, start getting your grades up, and do a lot of hard work, getting into a school in California is possible!