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I'm sure it's really BAD when it comes to grammar... but that's just how I feel.
Maybe I'm really good at avoiding reality.
As far as today... I'm extremely happy. Maybe accepting death is unavoidable and in constant movement towards me is what made me appreciate today. Or maybe yesterday was too scary to waste my energy on cursin' today(No particular meaning here).
The thing is, I'm still scared... I'm fuckin' frightened... And theminute I tried to do something about it, I did like 80% of it and got scared again.
Then I get an email talkin' about death, and watch a movie where they talk about death. Watch the news and 20 people die, and counting.
Then it hits me... We born, we die... maybe we should release a bit the tie.
Parents hoping you'll be number 1, cause number 2 is already taken, by them. They want the best for us, we want them to be proud, they're never proud, they want the best, the best does not exist. the moment you feel you've reached perfection, you've became an ignorant.
Humanity is constantly looking for a way to escape from the fact that noone can be number one at anything cause the jury does not exist and if it did it would not agree.
I've put many pictures on frames, and they're not giving me any answers, they just sit there, asking me questions that my mind tells them to ask.
I'm sick and tired of being afraid.
The whole world is fuckin' afraid, specially when they're 22 years old.
My nails are bit off and when I'm out of nails they manage to rip off my lips. I listen to music and agree but I never stand up and make people agree on my soul's music. cause I'm scared. And you are too, you're all scared and it's beautiful.
Isolated... I'm isolated and it is my choice. When you're too tall to look down and too short to look up you get lost. I'm lost inside my mind and the rescue team has been fired. They didn' get a good pay, now they're working at a gas station.
Maybe I'm really good at avoiding reality.
As far as today... I'm extremely happy. Maybe accepting death is unavoidable and in constant movement towards me is what made me appreciate today. Or maybe yesterday was too scary to waste my energy on cursin' today(No particular meaning here).
The thing is, I'm still scared... I'm fuckin' frightened... And theminute I tried to do something about it, I did like 80% of it and got scared again.
Then I get an email talkin' about death, and watch a movie where they talk about death. Watch the news and 20 people die, and counting.
Then it hits me... We born, we die... maybe we should release a bit the tie.
Parents hoping you'll be number 1, cause number 2 is already taken, by them. They want the best for us, we want them to be proud, they're never proud, they want the best, the best does not exist. the moment you feel you've reached perfection, you've became an ignorant.
Humanity is constantly looking for a way to escape from the fact that noone can be number one at anything cause the jury does not exist and if it did it would not agree.
I've put many pictures on frames, and they're not giving me any answers, they just sit there, asking me questions that my mind tells them to ask.
I'm sick and tired of being afraid.
The whole world is fuckin' afraid, specially when they're 22 years old.
My nails are bit off and when I'm out of nails they manage to rip off my lips. I listen to music and agree but I never stand up and make people agree on my soul's music. cause I'm scared. And you are too, you're all scared and it's beautiful.
Isolated... I'm isolated and it is my choice. When you're too tall to look down and too short to look up you get lost. I'm lost inside my mind and the rescue team has been fired. They didn' get a good pay, now they're working at a gas station.
"The joke in your language won't come out the same" (Tom Petty)
I'm no dude! Dudette!
I'm no dude! Dudette!
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i wish i could be perfectly honest
but i cant because im afraid
im afraid because i feel young
i feel that my opinion is wisdomless
insensitive and not serious enough
dreamer in my dream
we got the guns
i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
Sometimes when I write I get a bit carried away, add to that a couple of movies and 2, maybe 3 sad moments in my life and you got a really sad text....
But I'm cool, thanks for asking.
Oh, and I'm a "she"
I'm no dude! Dudette!
Just some weight off your mind.
I'm no dude! Dudette!