everybody's got something to preach about.

heres to the people who just live, and let me live.

the most romantic times of my life i have always been alone, this is not a bad thing.

i think some people are gay but since they wont admit it or let it out, it urks me. this is including a few girls.

im not a homophobe, but i dont want to pursue a dyke who's in the closet, but then again they can always be bi hahahaha

whatever, gay people are funny.

so much has changed in a short amount of time. kind of defeats the relevance of time because these days seem like years and my surroundings have all rearranged themselves.

i thought i knew something, and that was my mistake.

finally i'll get to see the mars volta, april 5 and 17. thats right 2 dates and they're at the tabernacle. fuck yes.

i am confused, between motives and behavior

it seems that getting hit where you cant see or expect it feels the worst

twice now, and this time im more calloused

maybe in another dimension this all went down differently, or even how we had talked about.

i'll console to that

heres to destroying bridges- a threading theme in my life

for the past few days ive been waking up confused... i'll wake up and fall back into rem sleep for 15 or so minutes and then dream about the present, like waking up and taking a shower, or having a conversation with someone in my room, all the dreams are very realistic so that when i wake up i have to gather all what happened. its somewhat ( Read more... )

someone chooses to touch. then someone else is forced to feel.

this is not fair, but fairness is never a constant.

they way we feel about something initialy does not seem like a conscious decision but rather a stimulated response.

only one has a choice. there is always a response.

i was about thinking today.

its all about controlling the need for attention. attention retention attention retention attention retention.

i dont think i'll ever stop changing. i experience something new and question everything before. experience is life. so im not going to make up my mind on most things. i have learned that there is no archetype for beauty. and that it takes many forms on a spectrum ( Read more... )