A Broken Doll

Dreams only satisfy until the rain starts to fall from your eyes
And the television starts playing in black and white
When the lyrics sound like happy lies
You pick up your broken toys
Put them in a box
And say goodbye
To your Best
Friend

nothings wrong with my face, somethings wrong with your mouth

home alone . i love today. it was wierd even tough i felt sick, for some reason everything seems more real now. like i was living under a veneer. or what ever that thing is the put over people's teeth. todays your day. take it. that sound cliche, but really. sometimes you have to be told things 1293748247-157827859719234871 times to find out what it means.

The Word "Vomit"

I just vomited. IM at home. i feel so bad skipping school. im not the kind of person who can miss school without feeling bad.

music lets the people come together

does it though?
music.
what is music
we hear it
but can we see it?
i can.
i see it in people.
i see it in stories.
i use it.
i hear it.
music
what is it
its weird
because music, can't exist
if theres no one there to hear it
but it still does
because it must

i just confused my head.

Thought of the Day

What people write shows their true soul.

i woke up

i woke up. i listened to the jonas brothers. i got out of bed and made it realllllllllyyyyyy badly. After which i went downstairs and played this melody i cant get out of my head but of which i cant get lyrics to. then i remebered this blog. But then i totallly remembered breakfast and ran and got cereal. Than, i logged on. Now, im doing this. Now, somoene is talking about how bad and messy i am. WooHoo. Its always nice to wake up and be told your a failure at life.


Life is Beautiful. No Sarcasm intended.