tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-348001202011-09-21T07:06:05.502-07:00Tim Patrickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13781454875021035848noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34800120.post-3631155907962917642010-12-24T11:46:00.000-08:002010-12-24T11:54:43.399-08:00The day today is 25th of December 2010. Christmas day... i'm lying here in bed with the most beautiful music playing in the background and i can't help but let my mind wander the broken streets and dreams of my mind and heart. Its so weird, it sounds emo but its really what's happening right now. I barely post up in here, but today i just felt a need to type out everything, and whatever you're reading right now is just coming out with absolutely no pauses to think in between.<br /><br />These broken streets that has pretty much been this past year for me i've kept away from my concious mind... i function on a daily basis disregarding all the immense pain i've felt this year. I'm at a point where i feel like i barely know myself anymore. Broken trust and a lot of anger that is pretty much existent, but not conciously i think.<br /><br />As i'm letting my mind wander it keeps coming back to toward me... and i see where i've come to today.. What's strange is that i feel way more comfortable now then i have for my entire life.. its taken me nearly a year to heal up, and now i'm some other person. I doubt anything i'm typing will make sense to anybody but myself, but i don't really care nor do i want to try and make sense of these things...<br /><br />I am letting tears fall too as i type this.. I know my blog account has been inactive for the longest time so barely anyone will read it, but like i said. I don't care. This is the only place i can write (type) and not have to worry about where i've left the piece of paper with all these thoughts lying around.<br /><br />I can almost see you...<br />Almost.<br /><br /><br /><br />Say..<br />Just say.<br /><br />Wind,<br />waves,<br />rain on my face..<br />Oh such freedom..<br /><br /><br />I'm happy. But i never thought i'd get here.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Tim<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34800120-363115590796291764?l=the-mind-of-tim.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tim Patrickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13781454875021035848noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34800120.post-26919922922863850592010-08-29T08:37:00.001-07:002010-08-29T08:39:13.723-07:00Must not react.<br /><br />I miss her so much.<br />I still love her so much.<br />But she's hurt me so bad.<br /><br /><br />Must not react.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Tim<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34800120-2691992292286385059?l=the-mind-of-tim.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tim Patrickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13781454875021035848noreply@blogger.com0