The good and the bad

Presentation today was filled with many different sorts of emotions. But think about it, what else can we do but pick up and move on? My head hurts and my eyes are heavy. My heart is strong but it's weak at the same time.

On one hand I want to call you out like I always do to hang out. But does that mean I forgive you? Does that mean it's okay? I don't really know. I don't want to put myself in a position where I'm your punching bag again. I re-read the letters you sent and you promised never to hurt me bad again. You didn't want to. But you still did. This shows that words don't matter. Like what I've said the other time. I don't know anything anymore.

"Cause my heart won't be your rag doll anymore"
- Maroon 5, Rag Doll

The rain is coming and I'm guessing that it's going to be a heavy thunderstorm. But I want to dance in the rain.

Play. Sing. Laugh. Dance. Love.

Let's move it.