This is Princess

This is Princess
Originally uploaded by fadedseraph.

Perhaps one day she too will know love.

A Real Ranting

You know, often times, appearances can be decieving. I don't mean to sound cliche, but truly. How many people do you know that look you in the face and smile at you everyday, but have horrible problems at home? It happens...we all have a facade that we play to make ourselves acceptable.

Where is this going...well, I too have a facade. I smile, I laugh, I work. Life goes on as normal, and it all seems so easy. But it's not. It never is. I've gone through a literal hell over the past few years. I have no intention of putting all of this out there for everyone and their mother to read, but I have to say, life, in general, is not an easy thing for any one of us. I have a lot of trouble explaining myself, that is, myself that is hiding behind that facade of pure unadulterated joy, to anyone. And by anyone, I mean everyone. Including those close to me, or those that I pay to help me with those things ( sad, huh?).

Why do I bring up all of these seemingly philosophical things now? Because it's Valentine's Day. It's about love. It's about showing those who you care about most how you feel. It doesn't really matter how you go about doing it...it's just that you do it. But what happens if for some reason, you have trouble coming from behind the facade that you've placed up over years? The facade that you've essentially spent years trying to perfect to keep yourself from seeming like a dreary, boring, angry, unemotional being? Here's more: What if...that wall of happiness that you've had up all of this time only applied some of the time. Let's be more specific. What if it only applied during your normal daily activites, and you actually tried to be honest and attempt to express yourself at home? Hmm...you'd think this would be a great thing, eh? No, not for me. Apparently, I fail miserably at home at being happy. Or fun. Or making my signifigant other happy. Apparently, I never say or do anything of an emotional sort while I'm at home, though I laugh all the time at work (as is shown in the previous post). But I love her deeply and strongly. I guess I should ask that person that I pay to help me with this. Oh poop.

Since that was very long and possibly hard to follow, I'll just say this. Some of us out there have problems. Some of us are blind. Others can't hear. Some are mute. Me, I just can't speak. Speak my heart that is. It might be fear. It might be the stupid medicine that I take. It might be that I'm just too logical minded. But that doesn't mean that I don't love.

I need a new psych.

Jake in despair

Jake in despair
Originally uploaded by fadedseraph.

Welcome!

And it shall begin. With this comment, I'll start leaving little bits of information that I come across for all to see. No, there is not exact purpose as of yet. No, I don't actually have any useful information to share yet. Currently, my plan is to test the abilites of the my phone (Sprint PPC-6700) and Blogger's website to see if I can post from the phone with relative ease. Unfortunately, Blogger doesn't like email from my phone. Also, I wanted to see what the different options on here look like.

This is what happens if I want to say something in quotes. Yay.

Okay, that was fun. Just a test anyway. I'll be back to try and post from my phone later. Oh yeah, photos.

And now we have photos. ENJOY!