1. go get a copy of the book "Looking for Alaska" by John Green

2. The main character had a world religions class, and had a final exam that was an essay. This is the essay question:
How will you-you personally- ever get out of this labyrinth of suffering?

3. This is the answer:

"Before I got here, I thought for a long time that the way out of ( Read more... )

 
everything is ending and new things are beginning and i dont know when one starts and when another finishes. up is down and down is sideways and sideways is forward and forward is definitely back. you dont understand. I dont understand. I'd like to catch my breath, or maybe id just like to release it. Maybe i want to start seeing a shrink again. ( Read more... )

the things that i see when i sleep, are strangely what hold me in place. the colors and the places provide me with such an extraordinary escape. although my vision in them is constantly blurred, grainy, almost like when you sharpen an image too much in photoshop and then zoom in on it. haha. but thats how they look. but somehow i see more. 
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No questions. I am very decided. I want what i want, and if its not what i want it to be, then i dont want it at all. 
lets skip that step, i dont want that shit waved around in my face
to make me think its something
when its really just going to be nothing.
i am tired of the cliche feeling, and the thought of it doesnt make me sad anymore
it just ( Read more... )

i guess ( Read more... )

 who knew i could be such a shit stick.

fuck.

 i thought about you today ( Read more... )

 certain things are starting to look good. 
more than good...fantastic.

while others are just lagging. 
just not so good.

but everything counts lately.

i like these changes.

you never forget your first love.

shit.

im sorry i was such an idiot in 7th grade. (hahaha)
but id do anything to have you back.

theres a kind of love
that wont make me feel cheap.
it wont make me compromise
and lose myself.

i deserve that.