shit

So I'm sitting here in history, listening to my professor lecture over WWI, and I'm in a very chill mood. My teacher lectures on and then this silence falls, and all I can hear is the soft scribbling sound of 50 pencils on paper, mixed with the intermittent clicking of laptop keys. This silence was so full of sound. It was one of the most ( Read more... )

Thr only living boy in New York.

Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster.
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?

In the fight between my heart and mind,
No one really wins this time,
No one really wins this time.
In the endless fight of grace and pride,
I don't want to win this time,
I don't want to win this time.

This song just speaks to me ( Read more... )

Tell all your friends that I'm dead, cause you are.

I've been contemplating it a lot. I used to hate thinking about it because it was always the same circle of logic, it is everything but it's nothing. But lately I've been putting it in context, and it really changes the way you can look at stuff. I've enjoyed thinking about all the possibilities of it the past few days. I always remember that ( Read more... )

How often, if at all, do you make the wrong choice on purpose?

Answer if you feel so inclined. I'm just trying to find out if I'm the only one that does it.

There really is no answer. And even when you become content that there isn't ab answer and accept that as the answer, it ceases to be. It's so elusive and intangible.

There just is no answer.