"There's not much left to love, too tired today to hate, I feel the empty, I feel the minute of decay..."

I found myself in the bath the other day, thinking about what it be like if there where people with real magic. Not crappy, pulling a rabbit out of a hat magic. I mean real, teleporting or telepathic powers. If that happened, the world would be a very differ3ent place. The main thing is that there would be no want of cars, trains, buses, boats, planes etc. So therefore, there would be no such thing as polution. People could magically produce there own food, clothes etc. So there would be no want for money. People would be able to conjure up trees and rivers. So there would be no need to worry about the loss of resources. People would have no need for greed, or to steal, or kill etc. So the world wouldn't be in complete chaos. If all of these powers existed, there would be no poverty, no crime and nothing for anyone to worry about.

I found myself, last night, looking into the deepness of the dark sky, letting the ocean splash small waves on me, thinking about what would happen if I could turn back time. That would mean that I would still be friends with Jemma, because we wouldn't of had any fights and she wouldn't of hurt me like that. It would mean that I would be older than I am, therefore improving my chances of having a fyxivmaob, possibly Hay. It would also mean that I would be 16 and in year 11 and I would have only one year of school left. If all of that worked out as I would've liked, I would be healthier and happier mentally.

I found myself today, staring at a piece of music, with my saxophone on my lap, thinking about what would happen if people had real magic and If I could turn back time. I also thought about what the consequences would be. I found that the world would be missing one thing, balance in both the positive and negative aspects of life. The world would be overpopulating, things that were meant to happen would never happen and I wouldn't have met one person. The only person who keeps my feet on the ground when I am about to float away witht the thought of something that would probably never happen. That person is one who knows me more than I thought she did, more than anyone has, and that scares me.

If you don't know who atht is by now, I give you one more clue... I have several pictures on my phone including her, fishnets and a chair. Thanks to you, for keeping me sane.