these thoughts drove me from my bed to my computer.
"theres a time a place for everything...and its called college." i think traviss roommate brian (when he lived in the crack shack) was the first person to ever say this to me. it seemed appropriate then, and i was in highschool at the time. it seems even more appropriate now. now is when you do drugs, you make love, you try new things, you make your mark, you fall apart, you talk to people that pry your eyes open with a rusty crowbar, you want to give, you want to live, you want to grow, you want to be a part of something big, you want to dream, you want to throw it all away, you want to see what is real, you want to live in your own world, you want to pick up the pieces, you want to pull everything apart, you want to say what you think, you want to be everything thats inside, you want to cry when it hurts, you want to make everyone believe, you want to learn all there is to know, you want to say how you feel, you want the person you know you are be real, you want to tell the world, you want to make it all go away, you want to feel.