February 2011
what we learn
Something i think i’ve been telling myself and everyone else for awhile now is the coming together falling apart theory. you see, love, friendships, items, clothing, cars, and even life came together. but inevitably falls apart. and it…sucks you know? we live this huge life contiously and for what? for it to just end on us? that’s life folks. EVERYTHING will fall apart. our lives...
January 2011
Today
I think I realized im not that good of a writer. And I think my hopes for it to be part of my future are slimmer. I just loved to do it so maybe I thought I was good.who knows. Maybe im done.
My have the tables turned
Things are changing and probably for the better. So keep your head up
Even Scientologist know there's more to all of...
Search the ruins for trap doors, wonder what we’re put here for. that’s a great song. but anyway, today i feel alone. on the brink of nothing but loneliness. and not as in no friends no boyfriend. as in i am so alone in this world. perhaps love is existent and friends are there but loneliness take it all over. covering it up with smooth white out. that’s how it is, i think. we...
Anonymous asked: “You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment.”
As is
I feel as if we’re closer to the edge. Stepping on the world with each frequent sigh or common thought. The smell of fresh air gives me hope. And the thing is that whenever wind floods my face I feel change. I feel its flying by and foreshadowing a hint to my fate. A frequent reminder that im the buyer of the usual errors and trials of tomorrow. And it is what it is. We cannot die and we...
Here
I’ve been wandering around this world unseen. We look at eachother with omniscient, judging eyes. From closed doors and open windows. We hear but we do not see. And its so heart quenching. Here’s the thing, love is falling.from our grasp, unaccordingly. My own, even dare not to speak of it. I used to believe there were bigger minds out there, waiting to be found behind walls of...
Walden
The better part of the man is soon plowed into the soil for compost. By a seeming fate, commonly called necessity, they are employed, as it says in an old book, laying up treasures which moth and rust will corrupt and thieves break through and steal. It is a fool’s life, as they will find when they get to the end of it, if not before.
that in short: we are all going.
the way i see it
We’re all in the running for a game we all loose. the inevitable ending to an inevitable life. there’s this feeling people get that reaches down inside the core and melts the various feelings that people can’t grasp ahole of. and i know that sometimes walking away is the mature thing to do. but here we are sitting on the edge of light, leaping into darkness with nothing but a...
My life
I’ve been thinking for awhile now about the continuous insults I’ve been getting from people who are supposed to be my friends. Its unreal, you know? I know who I am and I don’t feel like I have to prove to anyone. See, I dont feel harmed or insulted either. I feel, real. Here’s the thing, I don’t try hard to be different, I really don’t. I feel like all my life...
For the record
Caroline you’re a shitty person, you obviously have no idea who I am. So let’s be immature and complain about other people on tumblr. So uhm let me get this straight, you don’t bad mouth people? That whole thing was bad mouthing me. And if I think I know everything how am I ignorant? for one Idk what were even fighting about because for the record Caroline I didn’t do...
Walden
I want my own, old, worn down copy of walden by henry david thoreau. I read a small piece from it and it was amazing, enlightening. I think he’s me role model. He’s amazing at writing and I feel like me and him would connect. Outcasts, burdens to society perhaps. But inevitably we know things people just don’t seem to understand. My connections to people and society seem so...
i must say
It felt beautiful out today, felt fresh. almost as if times were changing. and i think perhaps they are. in a good way of course. for a moment i think it was good to just slow down, but now i feel like they are just about to speed up. step by step we’ll make it through. of course we’ll make it through. you know that feeling where you look up at the sky and everything in the world feels...
The sky is clearer then I could ever imagine. If we’re all sitting around waiting for a response of pure clarity, then hopelessly we get the inevitable. We endlessly circle around even though happiness is here. Its pressure and poisonous lies that bring us here. But me? I call it chemistry. Stupid class that is making me choke up. That’s besides the point though. I think its safe to...
We’re all in a rut that we can’t get out of, life is a prison.
Lend me your eyes ill change what you see, but your soul you must keep totally free.
well..
sometimes i feel like everyone is in this huge race to be better then eachother. like the whole indie thing everyones been trying to pull lately, it’s weird, personally. people put up pictures and write things or dress in outfits that make them seem deeper then they actually are. but sometimes i feel like we’re all mirroring eachother. which isn’t good because mirrors only show...
let's hit the road
I feel like writing, i think. anyway, this week has been good. which is another reason why i’m so excited for the weekend. it’s going to be a great one. also, i feel like me and my friends spend way too much money on starbucks and way too much time there. i feel like passing this quarter is going to be alot harder then we all think. right now, i’m failing stupid chemistry. and...
Starbucks.
I feel like I live at starbucks way too much. Like green tea lemonades and mallorca sweet bread. Its becoming a sweet life. And possibly a fattening one too. But im writing alot more and that’s good too. I feel like im trying to fill my time. Perhaps because things feel more empty. Lonely I think. And im wondering why, because its not like I need someone. Its a different feeling I think. But...
Hey kids
Its been awhile I see. But inspiration is the bare minimum since schools back in. We’re back to the lack of sleep and hesitate trials of tests and homework. But anyway, only five more months left. Seems like forever, but trust me this time will fly. Before you know it, we’ll be sliding into senior year before we know it. I just wanted to say hey, because im in math as I type. But its...