has got no strings to hold her down.

To make me fret, or make me frown.
I had strings
But now I’m free,
There are no strings on me

(while i am admittedly in the midst of a breathtaking whirlwind of life changing events, somehow i’m seated firmly in the calm of the eye. it’s a glorious thing.)

 right, cheesy attempts at being deep aside: life is good. it’s oddly soothing to not be in charge of my life and have no freaking way to plan anything. go figure.

~ by manjamanis on August 23, 2010.

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