Material Possessions

This is horribly written. Sorry.

I always get attached to intimate objects. Why? I can count on them? There's not going anywhere unless I want them to? Who knows.. Something like that. Lately I've been trying to get rid of some of those things...

• Goodbye sweatshirt, teddy bear, ring...
• Goodbye Key chains. I don't drive a Harley anyway. And I'm not a bus driver.
• Goodbye Lemmie... Yes, I'm getting rid of Lemmie! lol

I managed to detach myself from needing people so much. I've gotten good at losing people. Too good maybe. I'm a little strange now. It's hard to know how to react towards people. I switched my emotional attachment from people to things. In theory if I get rid of the things I'll either lose emotional attachment all together or I'll go back to needing people a bit more.

I need a change that's for sure. Somethings off in my life. Apart from not being happy.. there's something that just feels out of place. I think it's me. Finding my place isn't one of my better qualities though. I don't know what I want, sometimes I feel like I'm ready to love again. other times I feel like I'm ready to be completely alone. I think I'm waiting until I'm certain about something... Which in all likelihood will never happen.

One day it'll all come crashing down. I'll fall head over heels into someones arms. Or, I'll get in my car and drive... and... drive... Or I'll make some friends.. and learn to love them.. as I let go of the pain I used to feel. It'll fall into place and settle down in the right order. All I know is this isn't right. But there's nothing I can do right now but experiment. I've tried getting attached to a guy... I just don't feel like I used to about relationships. I've tried getting attached to a girl, but... girls are silly. I'm letting go of my material possessions that hold a place inside my heart... objects don't really mean anything. ... maybe.