Invite nice girl over? Be depressed? Call and make plans and deal with shitshow?
I don't wanna unload on her or be in a funk.
I just wish.... So many things.
And I miss my best friend. I miss my band mates. I miss my Ashley
Ramblings of Someone Quite Mad
Everything, mostly uncensored,from my erratic thought patterns
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Friday, November 16, 2012
Argument.
Life would be so much easier if you would just choose a gender
Who said I ever wanted life to be easy? It's not who you are.
Okay but you can't complain when people refuse to try to understand it.
Yes I can. They're being ignorant
It's not their fault you can't be normal.
It's not my fault they can't get their head out their ass and smell the 21st century.
Whatever. Just don't get so upset then
I'm allowed to have feelings.
Who said I ever wanted life to be easy? It's not who you are.
Okay but you can't complain when people refuse to try to understand it.
Yes I can. They're being ignorant
It's not their fault you can't be normal.
It's not my fault they can't get their head out their ass and smell the 21st century.
Whatever. Just don't get so upset then
I'm allowed to have feelings.
Friday, November 2, 2012
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Andrea Gibson Appreciation post.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nvaV6h2r4-o&sns=em
Birthday. Reason one billion I want my tree tattoo.
On this note- I am tired of crying and emotions and so ready to be overtaken by sleep.
Birthday. Reason one billion I want my tree tattoo.
On this note- I am tired of crying and emotions and so ready to be overtaken by sleep.
I am still as a lost child.
Easily disappointed and lied too.
Taken advantage of and no where to call home.
I am alone in this world and so often lonely.
The empty hallow of my chest cries voicelessly.
With scraped knees and a bruised body I sit on this street
I am cold and I am often hungry.
I draw others to me like moths to a flame.
I need their light around me to keep mine from burning out.
It burns so bright but is but embers.
I need forests. I need sky and I need trees.
I need art and music and diversity and the chaos of the city streets.
I need people. With their different colors and interests and loves and accents and moods and laughs and lives.
I need music. Symphonies and orchestras and bass drops and snares and crescendos and synth and lyric and harmonies and screaming and guitars and melodies and riffs.
Taken advantage of and no where to call home.
I am alone in this world and so often lonely.
The empty hallow of my chest cries voicelessly.
With scraped knees and a bruised body I sit on this street
I am cold and I am often hungry.
I draw others to me like moths to a flame.
I need their light around me to keep mine from burning out.
It burns so bright but is but embers.
I need forests. I need sky and I need trees.
I need art and music and diversity and the chaos of the city streets.
I need people. With their different colors and interests and loves and accents and moods and laughs and lives.
I need music. Symphonies and orchestras and bass drops and snares and crescendos and synth and lyric and harmonies and screaming and guitars and melodies and riffs.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Just fail.
God it would be so much easier than having to deal with this shit that isn't even my fault.
But I won't
You think I will ever get tired of running and just lie down and let life steamroll me over?
But I won't
You think I will ever get tired of running and just lie down and let life steamroll me over?
Monday, October 22, 2012
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