Sometimes I wonder why we are all continuously trying to box ourselves in. Uncertainty is scary, and it seems having a road to follow is the most important thing ever. Why? Why must we figure out the next year, the next five years, the next ten years? Why must we figure out whom to be with, where to go, how to live? Why not move in with someone ( Read more... )

So I've been noticing recently how often our moral code is not something we use to guide us, but something we think of and adjust after the act to make us feel proud or not guilty. It's sad though, how far that can carry us from our ideals. Sometimes, our actions take us farther and farther away from what we would have expected of ourselves, they ( Read more... )

Rows and flows of angel hair, and icecream castles in the air, and feathered canyons everywhere ( Read more... )

I am a beggar always
who begs in your mind

(slightly smiling, patient, unspeaking
with a sign on his
chest
BLIND)yes I

am this person of whom somehow
you are never wholly rid(and who

does not ask for more than
just enough dreams to
live on)

-E. E. Cummings

all those bad times...

When I'm at the pearly gates
This'll be on my videotape
My videotape
My videotape

When Mephistopheles is just beneath
And he's reaching up to grab me

This is one for the good days
And I have it all here
In red blue green
In red blue green

You are my center when I spin away
Out of control on videotape
On videotape

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We must all be really flawed. We seem to be able to make the biggest messes out of the most beautiful things.

This world isn't at all what I thought it was. I never before realized how much people's actions are governed by personal gain. How can new acquaintances,  friends, those who should be even closer, all lie to make their lives easier? Lie to you, about you, about themselves? Does it end anywhere? I wonder if people feel guilt or if they actually ( Read more... )

I wonder, when you find out something new and horrifying, how does that affect the past? Do all those previously good memories get tainted? Should they? How can they not?

Lying to yourself is so much fun.

The path that I'm walking
I must go alone
I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown
Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay

And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry

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