music is what keeps my heart beating. it's truly an art form that is underestimated sometimes. It can make you feel countless feelings and strike you in so many ways. It can make you laugh.. cry your eyes out..get you pumped.. help you conquer your fears..ease your pain..be the soundtrack to you pixel killing and sometimes just make you forget.
it's my vice. if i ever lost my hearing id find the nearest shotgun and do some wall painting.
Why are things in a sick reoccurring cycle for my life right now? So lucky to have the people in my life that I do or I'd probably have gone nuts years ago with my terrible redundant doubting game my brain likes to play. 5 months to a brighter living I can't wait. Shaking off the baggage will hopefully give me that inspiration to what I mentioned before to happen. Maybe it ll give me that reason to try and make it happen. Seeing that wall and slamming my head into it for so long is getting pretty painful and I'm getting to the point of losing too much fucking blood.
It kind of annoys me when people are there to use your advice and your shoulder until they're 'cured' of there misfortunes. But that's also what you get for sticking your neck out in the first place. Double Edged Swords.. They're a bitch.
You can either seek out what you find to be happiness or you can recoil and make what you have your happiness and stop wondering what if. Self doubt makes people do some crazy shit. YOU CANNOT change people so STOP trying. Stop hurting yourself over something you can't control.
Life is too short to find a rhyme or reason.
I know all of this is so uplifting. and whoever may decide to take the time to read this may or may not get anything from it. I'm not trying to change lives.. Just get what's on my chest off.. because I can't fit all that on there.
I wish I was cat . naps on heaters, chin rubs an cuddles are all I need to function properly. The rest is all filler.
"You know.. food should be free...people NEED that shit.."
"Free Doritos?? WHAT THE FUCK!"
Meow.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
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