stead fast on the optimism path...

passing through as easliy as your words. actions speak in volumes. at times only to be seen and not heard. when it's all for show. is it fiction or fantasy? all lies. the only thing real is emotion. so much time spent reading. i've forgotten how to write. so much time spent between the lines. the valuable shit is in fine print. i've ignored the BOLD text. i find it too distracting. new year! new me! new cliche'. same shit. different day. still blown!