I thought that this season was "the most wonderful time of the year?"
Then...how come, everyone I passed in Wal mart was either screaming at their spoiled child, or arguing with their spouse? I literally saw one woman, she was with her child and husband, grab her purse and said fuck this I'm doing my own thing....? Is that what everything has come to? I thought that all these forced holidays and shopping trips during an economic depression was supposed to bring us togetherrr!!? exactly.
oh. another thought I had...
If people took out stop signs...would there be mass chaos, or would we have the common courtesy to let others go before ourselves?
Just some things that I've been thinking about today.
Oh, and Lost In The Trees, I can't wait to see you Friday ;)
And kettle korn, how I love thee.
i need some motivation
something to get me through these next couple of weeks
i need to stop avoiding my problems
chip through the illusions pretending to be my problems
and reach the source of them
i dont know if i want to search that far in me
i dont know if i can, if im ready for something like that...
i dont know what im talking about anymore
this is from a previous blog but its worth a repeat here,
i need a home in your arms.
<3<3<3 "You're The Good Things" You were right I'm hangin' 'round because Light and sound won't separate us from them You were right I'm underground because Slight of hand won't separate your body from the dirt you're standing on today You're the good things yeah that's you... You're the icing on the cake on the table at my wake You're the extra ton of cash on my sinking life raft You're the loud sound of fun when I'm trying to sleep You're the flowers in my house when my allergies come out You're the good things... And help's not short when you're diggin' your grave I'll help you dig it So you're diggin' your grave now you're speakin' my language I'll help you dig it
i misshesh my franzz.
even the ones that i dont like...?
being away is rough. everyone is experiencing some different type of stress, different type of everything
when were together,
it all feels normal
it all goes away
all of the nostalgia,
it all feels normal
now that im back in wilmington,
i want that secure feeling.
i miss them.
the words arent coming out
my feelings arestickingtotheroofofmymouth
my love, my hatred, my pain,
is getting washed away with each breath, hello? is there anyone
living in this flesh?
i'm lost with each step i take
i yearn and search to find
everythings at stake