All the cool kids are doing it..
Has a hate list of her own today..
I hate that I have to be mean to get anywhere with morons that have better jobs than me.
I hate that I suck as a friend.
I hate that I don't realize that some things have boundaries, until its too late.
I hate that there isn't anything I can do in certain situations.
I hate that my boyfriend is back on second shift.
I hate that I have no ambition to do the ass load of homework that I have piled up on my desk.
I hate that I hate so many things.
How do you do it man?
I dont know...I guess I dont think about it.
...When you do think about it, just remember you do it because if you arent doing it, someone else will. That someone else could have a hell of a lot more going for them than you. Dont let them suffer when you have nothing to offer up.
Others cant deal with it, you deal with it because they cant. You do it do they dont get hurt. You do it for them. Its easy.
Out of mind.
Green Street Hooligans
I'm forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air.
They fly so high,
Nearly reach the sky,
Then like my dreams,
They fade and die.
Fortune's always hiding,
I've looked everywhere,
I'm forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air.
I hate when a comedian can say something so very true and memorable.
"Life is about choice. We are the sum of our choices. And most of them are made for us. You can't choose when you're born. You can't choose where you are born. You can't choose your family. You can't even choose who you love. But you can choose how you love."
Ramblings.
I see the world around me and I feel broken.
I ask myself what may come of this world, I cannot answer. Only the wind knows.
I pray what I see of the world around, that the things I see might aid me in the years to come.
If I feel broken, then should not the world around me break? Should it not crumble?
Convenience led us here to sloth. Hope only that you may be blessed to float.
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2010 13 January :: 4.23pm
:: Music: Empire of the Sun
Walking on a Dream!
We are always running for the thrill of it thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it
On and on and on we are calling out and out again
Never looking down I'm just in awe of what's in front of me
