it is because i am weak it is because i am easy it is because i am used to it it is because you are lucky, why can't i be lucky or free, i just want the power or the control or lack of control lack of habit lack of knots, i'm tied to you all, a joke of hate so many time turns to fact a joke of stupidity turns to fact a joke of worthlessness is what ( Read more... )

If there is anything I've learned, it's the sad truth that having fun and being happy are not the same thing.

Because if I'm so dumb, why do I speak?
If I'm so ugly, why do I try?
And if I'm so terrible, why do you even bother?

I need to purchase a 35mm SLR camera for Intro. to Design & Photo. It needs to be compatible with TX film, and I don't know if that makes a difference. Any recommendations? I don't have a whole lot of money though.

i want to wrap my fingers around her collar bone and lead her through the frightening uncertainty of the beautiful things we could create and destroy and all you have to do is release my hands from these cuffs. the key is rusting underneath your tongue and the longer it stays there, the more your mouth tastes like pennies. i am out of change but i ( Read more... )

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we are adaptable creatures, our habitat varies from hot to cold high to low and lonely and sick. but then why are we always uncomfortable. after long car rides of sitting, all we can wait for is to stand a stretch, but when we work and stand for the hours of the day, we whine for the simple pleasure of a chair. we are the worlds biggest hypocrites ( Read more... )

    These Trees, they are tearing apart my planet, and there is nothing I can do. Their bark is smooth, and I'll never be able to climb them. I scream and carve words into their trunks. They coo me with their shallow, jealous doctrines of why they can never love me, but never allow me to find it anywhere else. The Woods, they block out the sun, ( Read more... )

if we don't choose who we fall in love with, how can you ever be free how can we be slaves to emotion. we create them or do they create you; building pyramids or coffins for holy beings who are allowed to be honored tiny shrines built around everyone's feet, but just big enough for us to trip and fall right on our faces ( Read more... )

i'm younger then everyone and thinking about everyone i feel so much like a toy ( Read more... )

and i'm pedaling as fast as I can under the long faded fluorescent glow and i can feel everything until i take off my hat and the wind gives me kind brushes of air in my head

no hands
eyes closed

live now
things aren't right or good but i will love forever