its awkward. its ordinary. we all try, because we want more. but we all feel bewildered. beneath the sidewalk whisper.
I feel so lifted. Its all for the taking, and its all up to me. Its time to get excited about life, are ya with me? I feel like a sunday morning. i want a love like a sunday morning, so when my days are dim he’d wash it all away with sun. (:
Love is hell. And although that maybe true, i think it means well.
we should just step back and see all of the amazing things we are capable of that i too lose sight of. But whats the most capital thing that we have the competence of achieving in this bitch of an ever-loving universe? My guess is, it’s that one thing greater than any law that should ever be passed, more powerful than drugs, violence, hate and easily greater than the devil himself; well...
i think i'll cut my own hair.
When things start splitting at the seams and now The whole thing’s tumbling down Things start splitting at the seams and now If things start splitting at the seams and now, It’s tumbling down Hard. Anything to make you smile You are the ever-living ghost of what once was I never want to hear you say That you’d be better off Or you liked it that way ya don’t have...
Dreams of words
“I can see it written all over you, im not sure why i didnt see it before. You are them, one of them. Like the rest, just in an ultra-amazing disguse. Just as fake and untrue and overwilling to please and make the best possible ploy to pull people closer. I was fine untill i realiazed that. Now that i look back and see, i can’t believe that i let walk over me and point out everything...
I have high expectations for this year and myself. One thing that i’m certain of is this year, i won’t let myself or my loved ones down. I will follow through and finish the things i put my mind to. I will focus on being a wonderful person, to be better for my friends and my family. I have nothing to prove to anyone, but i have so much to prove to myself. So here’s the year...