its alright its ok

i think i love music.
and i think im learning.
but im not learning anythign from school.
i think we learn
what we want to learn.

NEVER LIVE

sometimes cruising , something you don't want to do, is what you do for your friend. Sometimes is and ugly ugly word. SOMETIMES I DO THIS. WHIC MEANS ALMOST NEVER. AND ALMSOT NEVER never creates habits. and no habits mean never.

trapeze swinger

celebrities do nothing for the world but take people to another world. i; i don;t know aht else to say. i need to stop fighting a fight not worth fighting.

I've been really down lately. I can't quite place why however. I mena i think i know why but its not a godo enough reason. Its so selfish.

I love blogging because its a way to let yourself go
and feel as if someone out there is listening to your voice
even when there isn't.

but then why
speak.

speak because one day someone will listen.

and while your waiting for that person

be that person for someone else.

i live because im afraid to die. but im afraid of living. i hate life right now. i hate it. i wish i could move. i wish i could go somewhere, anywhere. i want to go where the larks sing and where theres a forever and always. somehwere where people will never forget you. somehwere where people will love you no matter what you do. i want to go somwhere i dont have to pretned to laugh. somewhere where i wont be ofrced to learn things i hate. somehwere where i dont have to cry anymore, somewhere i wont have to sit in the car alone trying not to die. i want to go somewhere. theres no directions to somewhere though. theres only a circle goign round and round back to here.

evolotion revolution

what would all the people do if God was the one who caused the big bang.

No Reason

The others walk towards her
She has no reason to go to them
They say hi to her
No reason to say hi back
They fight her
She doesn't fight back
She has no reason to stay
So she leaves

Mirror Mirror on the Wall, WHo is that?

My brain is that melted marshmallow you get from sitting at the campfire to long. Theres still some good parts, but most of it has been burned by carelessness. Actually, I wouldn’t know because I’ve never been camping, nonetheless roasting marshmallows.

What happens to us when we give to much of ourselves away? And no , I don’t mean sex. I mean that feeling of comfortableness we get around people that make it seem to be ok to be ourselves around them. And then when we start being ourselves and they start reacting to that self, we start to realize that that isn’t who we are. Its that someone that takes over whenever we need to smile. Its that someone that takes over whenever theirs a chance to make a joke, usually about somebody. Its that someone who we ourselves don’t even recognize.

Its that person we see in the mirror and don’t even recognize.

And when saw that person, I did nothing but turn around and walk away from them until the minute I got to school. Then it overtook me.