November 2009
6 posts
...........really?
I would be completely, 100% content if I was just left alone all the time. All of my problems, and frustrations are stemmed from other people and their negativity. I just want to be left alone for a long time. I am unbelievably fine with the idea of that. I’m done with having to constantly juggle being either put down, feeling awkward, being used, or the constant negative comments. I’m...
DYE MY HAIR
yes or no?
I think that you are the coolest, hands down.
madisonbreuer:
I want to talk to you and be friendlier with you, but you knock my socks off every time you open your mouth. I am so jealous of you and the things you say and all around, the way you are. You make me feel inferior as a human being, and I’m so scared to say more then short sentences that I can first practice in my head at least five times before I recite them to you. I don’t even...
October 2009
3 posts
In case you care,
http://bornthiswaydiethisway.wordpress.com/
This is the blog I actually use.
September 2009
2 posts
your strength is just an accident arising from the weakness of others
August 2009
11 posts
It's been a good 9 months tumblr,
but I’m saying goodbye. I’m not into this whole “tumblarity” deal, and I’m certainly not into reblogging and trendy posts. If you’re into this, there’s nothing wrong with it, it’s just not for me. I’ll stop by every once and a while and say a few thoughts, but nothing as meaningful as before. It has gotten too public, and too trendy for my...
TONIGHT
I’m going to see Coheed and Cambria, my most beloved childhood band! Claudio Sanchez here I come. It hasn’t really hit me yet but it will. I probably wont be in school tomorrow due to lack of sleep. It’s all worth it in the end. I’m starting to get excited!
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
i hate this i hate this i hate this
i wish you would just leave me alone
Here I go again, feeling sorry for myself. Am I getting old at heart or too old...
This is not a complaint, or a rant
I just wish there were more people out there I could relate to. I feel really alone, I have for as long as I could remember. Maybe things would be different if I wasn’t an only child, maybe things would be exactly the same. I don’t have expectations to find someone like myself, it would just be nice, that’s all. I feel detached from everyone, I just can’t relate. Everywhere...
A Winged Sparrow
Lyrics to a song I wrote the other night in the car. Not my best, but I think it creates the point.
To leave the nest, a flight of my own leave behind the familar to greet the unknown. The paths are unlimited, the goal is untold the key left in hand, the clay forced to mold. Others thoughts can’t control, I must choose on my own, whatever the outcome, I must face it alone. There are only...
If thoughts disappear, and paper
disintegrates, what could be the point to all this? I think about this far too much, but it really never makes any sense to me. If I do all I want to do, whatever that may be, and in turn affect someone elses life…..what difference could it possibly make? It makes a difference in the present, but not the next day, or the day after. You could change someone’s thoughts, impact...
I will be astounded when I ask a question
that yahooanswers cannot provide an adequate answer for. I’m asking away right as we speak.
Best question I’ve stumbled upon:
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=Ao5hDoECnAjHEyYrHO5Xb6EJ53NG;_ylv=3?qid=20090724155612AAgh3oi
I'm at the end of my rope,
I really am not okay right now, I have not been okay all day. Reading that just added to this array of emotions I am feeling. I want to give up, but I won’t. I am channeling all these emotions into my music, and am attempting to record at least 4 songs today. New songs, old songs, covers. I’m glad that with anger comes productivity. I’m content that I still have ambitions. I...
July 2009
13 posts
And are you the same? just one of the rest? build up false hope and leave me to guess. if you are no different then cut off our ties,remove the mask,unveil the disguise. but if your intentions are nothing but true,teach me to love&i will prosper with you
Teach me to love for I have forgot, at the end of my rope, left as someone I’m not. searching for answers to a question unknown, lingering in silence, used to feeling alone. giving my all to a world of neglect, dont want to remember, cant seem to forget.
The tables are turning
Why are they? Why can’t it just be simple? Nothing’s ever simple. I’m here though, I’m not going to let them turn. I’m going to stay in control, you come to me. This probably won’t be any different though. I might be cursed.
2.
I’m caged in with these excruciating thoughts: pain pulsing mind racing sorting words to never escape this mouth So alone left with myself to hold faced with a life untold given a mind too bold Lying awake pacing this room staring blankly at the same moon Why have you stayed there in the night sky? Each evening faithfully by my side. How did I get here? How could this be? Locked in this cage...
turning insomnia into productivity
instead of laying in bed for hours trying to fall asleep, I went in my basement and wrote three songs:
1.
I have these eyes, I used to see, but now I’m left with images of you with me. I have this hand, shaking and cold, extended and waiting for yours to hold. I have these arms, thin and bare, they could embrace you, but you don’t care. And I have this heart, so willing to love, but...
give give give give give
A good majority of my relationships are like one-way streets. That’s the only way I can explain it. People call me when they’re lonely. When they need something. When they have no one else. I realized that this is how it’s always been, and always will be. People are in it for themselves, everyone else is put on the backburner. I can’t say I’m much different. I do put...
I'm really, really up in the air about you
we’ll see, we’ll see.
an angry rant is sitting on my shoulder
its coming any second now…
no no no no no no no
get back on your fucking feet.
My girl, my girl, tell me why you look so sad.
Has the sun finally set on us? Have you come to long for another’s hand? There’s a feeling inside me that somethings leaving. Like someone stealing salt from sea. Left me sinking and left me thinking how to keep you caged with me. Because I need you like air to breathe Just to hold you. Oh, I hold you. Oh, how I hold you. I hold you down. Down with my insecurities down...
June 2009
14 posts
"Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me,
no hope, no harm, just another false alarm.”
I need to stop listening to all these sad songs every night. I need to get out of this slump my mind refuses to accept I’m in. I need to love someone more than I love myself. What’s the difference between a need and a want? Well, it’s certainly not you. I’d love a chance.
Daydreaming..
I daydreamed for what I believe was the first time the other day. I don’t know, I don’t catch myself doing it very often. Never. Ironically, it came true.
TOP CHILDHOOD VIDEOGAMES, HOLLER.
Call me out, I want to know what yours were. Seeing that Donkey Kong 64 video reminded me of all the great games I grew up with. Here’s a list of the good & bad:
Zelda-I’m pretty sure that if you have a soul, and a N64, that you can’t disagree with me on this one. Probably the greatest game of all time, even though I couldn’t understand how to play it until the age...
I really don't like my study hall.
madisonbreuer:
I really liked, “The Great Gatsby,” and fucking everyone ruined it for me. Everyone ruined Huck Finn for me too. This is annoying. I don’t even have time to read the rest of the book like I planned because nobody will stop hollering for like three minutes. FUCK. I don’t even like spark notes, I like Gatsby. This pisses me off. I hate school.
I started the first of my “three-day...
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LET ME GET WHAT I WANT
I applied for about 30,002 jobs over the past few days and I really hope I get one. I think the odds are pretty decent. I’ve also been watching hours and hours of Law and Order, and other various crime shows, whenever I get the chance. And all this went to my head, and I decided I wanted to be a detective. This clearly will never happen despite how much I want it to, because I am not...
Seventy Times 7
So is that what you call a getaway? Tell me what you got away with Cause I’ve seen more spine on jellyfish I’ve seen more guts on eleven-year-old kids Have another drink and drive yourself home Is that what you call tact? You’re as subtle as a brick in the small of my back So let’s end this call and end this conversation Tell me what you got away with Cause you...
the mind
ALWAYS WINS. sorry heart, you’re not very sensible.