and so, everything i did yesterday was just a failed attempt. i tried to find a tower that displayed itself in a slanting matter, with rusted wires and bars and pathetic ladders. i tried to find this tower to discuss something of importance to my friend and myself, she just came to come, but that's alright, i enjoy her company. i tried to pose with my shirt off. it was chilly and the sun was going going going down and the lighting was swell. the camera failed and so did my figure. i'm not lovely to pose. and so i stepped off the toilet and put my shirt back on. i tried to understand this girl that claims too many things at once. i tried to understand her ideals and her thinking. and now i'm so exhausted about being "offended/violated/harassed" that i really dont think i care anymore. i really dont think it's something. and so the whole process/deal was pointless/failure. i tried to get over facts. 'build a bridge, and get over it.' and so, this is me, Amanda