All that I need is the air that I breathe And all that I need are things I don't need And all that really matters is what matters to me And who of you are like me If I was to smile and I held out my hand If I opened it now would you not understand Because you know if I'm to benefit I'll do everything that I can And who of you are like me It will make you feel good, over my shoulder It'll get me down and got me tied up 'Till I grow older, but feel me inside of you Like you want it to But is it just the pains in your head That are thrilling me Another life's falling down onto it's knees But I'll never smile the way, that I did like that day Everything will be okay It'll be okay --- That says it all for me. I dont even have to write an entry. But i will because I need to let things out and what a better way to do this than to something that cannot reply. Oh it's so good. Things were good in my last entry. Mainly because I thought maybe I had found something that could keep me going and make me feel not so alone. Just something simple. But last night, that all kind of crashed. I realized I had only fell for something that wasn't real. I fell for a drunk boy. I thought it was drunken honesty and that maybe he was really into me-- I wasn't quite right. Oh wells. I'm a fool. Now again, a lonely one. I have the most amazing family and friends {if i didnt, i wouldnt be staying in this city any longer}, but sometimes I just want a different kind of relationship other than friendship. Who doesnt? And sometimes I think I get impatient looking for it. But mark my words, I'm not going to complain any more about being lonely. I'm just going to wait it out, hope that something good falls upon me soon, and try to focus on friends before I'm at college or wherever. Damn, I miss Italy. Guys liked me there. I was 'bella' there. I want to go back to Italy... Ok, no more complaining and wishing things that aren't tangible. --- All that I need is.... MY ART. I'm going to go paint a picture.