August 2009
0 posts
July 2009
4 posts
my top artists.
8.) THE BEATLES
this band isn’t only great because of its great growth for the music culture but also because of their talent. for the ten year time period of their fame its amazing how many hits and albums were produced. this band is definitely one of the greatest bands with an obvious success. their style of music influenced many bands to come still has an immense impact on rock music...
things feel so different when things don’t feel right
– ME
June 2009
1 post
random thoughts
it ended on a sour note because i didn’t follow the rules. the superior ones make a strong point to tell you what’s right and wrong. in doing this they are missing a meaning, a lesson. whose to return to peace? the over compelled or the unjust. its up for debate. simple thoughts lead to complex results, this will never be subject to change. only what you choose to change will become...
May 2009
2 posts
how could i do love the way it was to me before your only getting the best or else ive gave you sin. just with a promise you love me forever, i will never leave. it only takes a few moments in time for me to see what you mean, and for you all it takes is me falling into you.
April 2009
5 posts
i see you, and you never knew it so well.
now i look stupid, and you put all blame on me.
your actions so hesitant toward something so ashamed.
your advantages only lasted a minute in time.
tomorrow you’ll see one day left long.
March 2009
4 posts
why do i do this to myself? i put go in places i can’t go. i thought i was old enough to know better. far too smart to do this, but then again maybe not. it tells me a lot, the actions i make. innocence is never alive when my continuous mistakes wake me at night. strangely i don’t stop, does that mean i like it? i can’t bring myself to say so.
i'm still stunned. (shocked)
aghh, there is so much. today i said “there are things that have happened in my life that i never expected to happen.” its so fucking scary to think of it all. what i used to be so afraid of now is a part of my life. (i think i’m still afraid.) i lack in self confidence, greatly. but really that all depends on the situation. its the “higher ones” that get to me. in my...
it's 10:49 and i'm feeling fine.
not only that, but it’s 40 degrees outside, and gradually increasing. thats just great news for the iceberg i’m usually surrounded in. and this morning i heard birds.
how would i know?
sometimes i feel as if i lost all my inhibitions towards writing. where did my brain go? and i think my pen is missing. nothing sounds good, nothing makes sense. and to top it all off, grammar is a fuck up. thoughts are all that counts. and all that counts is unable to be released. and words alone are choppy and suck.
Every writer I know has trouble writing. ~Joseph Heller i thought i was the...
February 2009
19 posts
hmm?
some dogs have really good poise when they run. especially the one that just went by my house.
Rejection
“hey, woahh its been like forever.”
“yeah.”
“so whats new, up to any good?”
“sure, you could say that i guess.”
“i’ve missed hanging out with you, lets do it again sometime.”
“well things are different now… you know?”
“i guess, but we can get over the past”
“no, we can’t.”
-the...
waiting.
today is an edgy day with a side of expectance. the two are a weird pair, yet they happen to be the contents of my day.
so lets get this all over with. i’ll think of the good, but never forget the bad.
you think you’re doing fine, and i’m not putting myself in the position to let you know how much you suck.
although i wish i had the guts to do so.
this ones real, its right in front of me.
its odd to write and realize the topic in your thoughts is of something you can’t find yourself relating to, and something you don’t remember ever experiencing. but i suppose somewhere and somehow in your mind it existed and must have been present. or i just have some kind of super power that gives me words and thoughts that i’ve never known to feel.
you live in memories
Completeness can sometimes feel so invisible, and when your whole you can feel split in two. Sometimes its a mystery trying to know the right way to feel. Nobody knows where you go in your mind. Nobody knows you, and sometimes you think nobody wants to. Not until you see a face. One that you don’t know but yearn to feel. You realize its right, and nothing ever seemed so perfect, and so...
feb. 11
today is the day after my birthday. it was pretty great, i must say.
p.s. i hate when people don’t listen.
Everyone is immature on the inside. Some hide it with intelligence, while others...
– me
top five of jan '09.
this is a tad late, but i figure it doesn’t matter.
1.) Nada Surf 2.) Dashboard Confessional 3.) Bob Dylan 4.) Panic at the Disco 5.) Muse
this might have been extremely pointless.
long thoughts of 3:36 p.m.
For my pensive mood, I write this:
sometimes you wonder, and sometimes you think. when is it ever easy. its a common thought of mine. today, nothing quite obvious happened to portray a bad mood, yet it was present. not in a way where it could be noticeable, so i guess just in an internal way. in ways about life. there is so much to it i never really know, and so much to it i really don’t...
I think I can be open to a lot. I just don’t always show it. Who else is in the same shoes? Anyone, but not Everyone.
A diamond with a flaw is worth more than a pebble without imperfections.
– Chinese Proverb
thoughts of seven forty-seven.
i wasn’t upset until you were mad with what i had to say, and i couldn’t take it back.
the thing that was holding me back has vanished, and now i feel the sudden urge of leaving you alone.
sometimes i really don’t care, and other times i really really think.
i think alone and wonder why i am the way i am. what around me makes me, me? alot.
the cute happy things coax you into...
Today
FEBRUARY 1.
sleeping, biology, hoodies, superbowl, food. sunday. not monday.
tonight
I’m running on empty with so much energy. my heart is empty, while my mind holds the energy.
wishing brought me this happy life. try it.
January 2009
17 posts
Urban Dictionary
Barack Obama-
A man that has more family values than all Republicans put together, a man that knows what it’s like being at the bottom, a man that has the potential to be the President of the United States one day, a man that should and will unite the entire Democratic party, a man that will unite the nation.
Barack Obama is Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and John F. Kennedy fused into a...
nada surf.
if you leave don’t leave now please don’t take my heart away promise me just one more night then we’ll go our separate ways i touch you once i touch you twice i won’t let go at any price
i need you now like i needed you then you always said we’d still be friends
someday
rejection
it comes in many forms. you feel it the most when your accepted. isn’t that weird?
Like a cold day in august I was not prepared for this You think that nobody noticed The way that you still care about it
With all the people we need to love and hate, Everybody makes the same mistakes Divided by these walls, Together we are lost
We are the same blood all of us, we are, we are While half of us were lost The other half forgot
two for one. its never able to end up right. i screwed up and i thought no one knew. you can’t get away with what you want. promises can’t be kept when you go against what means the most. friendship and love. when you ruin it you die. watch me leave. slowly you can’t see me anymore. but i’ll leave you my shadow, and let you keep a memory. remembering the lies i lived. sad...
past in time. present in mind.
No doubt did I have enough to say, and enough to help me realize. Or at least I thought I knew so. But how could I waste so much time worrying? Its always going to be that way, we love it messed up. Emotionally you know I’m there. I see it like no other, but I’m in no position to say I know it all. To any other I’m vain and only clueless. So good at pretending So good at...
Greed In An Inference.
Tolstoy’s writing is good. Or at least the story “How Much Land Does a Man Need” is, thats all I’ve read of him.
But anyways, here is my inference:
“Six feet from his head to his toes was all the land he needed.”
Tolstoy is showing that out of all the efforts Pahom went through to get more than enough land never mattered. Greed killed Pahom, and his selfish...
Imagination can be beaten with the force of reality, but nonetheless imagination...
– -me.