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Saturday, March 14, 20092:51 PM
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Thursday, March 12, 20099:20 PM
TAXI!!
The truth is, i'm so damn tired of waiting for phone calls for people, for this person or that for this opportunity, for a pay check my life has been lived for people for so long now that i feel I miss myself i was talking to a friend and he said he watched a movie that he hasn't seen in awhile and it reminded him of how he use to be just a few years back and that he missed his old self, that whole time i thought to myself what that meant and was fully content with who i was but as the week goes on i think and look back to that sentence and I haven't truly seen then real me in so many years i've almost forgotten who i was , was i born to just follow a herd ? i always believed that everyone is special for something but is that true maybe sometimes what people are good at is following the pack letting what happens reflect them. i was once at the top of the line living MY life but no one can foresee a separation in a pack and within that another one amongst myself... I have moved between these 3 packs for so many years now... I'm dieing to lead my pack again, so yes i do miss my old self, but that form of me has dissolved with time i am no longer that voice, that size that height anymore i have grown through two more stages of life and its time to let the child rest... am i born to follow? i think i'll keep finding myself in this position again and again.. almost like a person in a abusive relationship but there's only so much abuse a person can take i refuse to continue abusing myself by living off the worlds standards am i born to follow? i dont give two shits ...The truth is, i'm so damn tired of waiting... just don't get mad when i call a cab and find a new destination
Saturday, March 7, 20097:32 PM
Hour in a day...
...... Falling back Springing forward ........ hour of sleep hour of fun hour argument hour of pure agreeing hour of homework hour of television hour of art hour of laundry hour hour after hour what are you doing with your hour? making something of it ? wasting it ? using it to get ahead? an hour can make or break something, every minute of everyday shapes you, its you who decides how Springing forward ........ every year this happens theres no helping it and i'm forced every march to give up one of my precious HOURS!!!! 1 hour! fuck the one i got back in fall what about now falls a long time ago and a long time coming but spring is here now! what did i miss in that hour? what could have happened, what could i have become in that hour? what if that hour was home to my 15 min of fame? what if i was to meet the love of my life in that hour ? what if that how i was to become a millionaire? ...... Falling back Springing forward ........ so where did this all begin ? what the hell is the real time ? was i born at 4? or was i really born at 5 ? u can have my hour if u want spring! but know this i have from now until fall to dream about how awesome that hour was and u better believe i'm going to own that hour in fall so HA LAUGHS ON U SPRING ps. fall is one hour longer then u HAAHAHAHA SUCKER!!!:P
Monday, March 2, 200910:57 AM
theres this problem
drama is my best friend, no matter where i go my best friend loves to find me
Sunday, March 1, 20095:24 PM
i have a secret
"Ever feel like you're losing something? Like a friendship thats just slipping away? You've worked so hard to get where you are and suddenly you feel like its falling apart? when you feel like its basically hopeless to revive it at all? Feelings of doubt, and fear of the outcome in the future? Yea, it sucks. When it feels one-sided is the worst. When all you do is try to make things better, but you get no response on the other side. When every instant message... becomes a plea; and every call... becomes a sign for help. Saving a life is not a matter of physical things anymore... what about saving someone emotionally? It means so much to one person to let them know that they CARE. I've been saved more than once, and I could not be more thankful for those people. Even those who I thought never did nor could've cared, still did. And I am in awe and loss of words for that. I CARE! I CARE!?" -someone important I CARE:) |