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Everything becomes a little different
as soon as it is spoken out loud. - Hermann Hesse
i found this in my journal, i have no idea when i wrote it.
Please just let it go - all our heads are blown
You were my brothers - each one I would die for
This demon haunts me
Tell all the boys and girls from school to keep breaking all the rules
But it's too fragile to hold
Sometimes words give up & silently walk off the ledge
I'll make a moment
The taste of blood we desire most
The more you dream, the less you sleep
If they get me take this spine
I never let them hurt you, not tonight
I'm first to show up, the last one to go
Everyone left me behind on my own
Don't fall beneath me
When I stopped to look around, I found it wasn't me moving so fast
Sometimes I feel silence is the best thing you can hear
Soon I will feel your breath next to me
i guess it kinda doesn't make sense. whatever.
i want to help form a community german class. i know one other person who would want to get involved in it. the thing is though, we wouldn't use it enough to where we would remember it. i guess if we continued it for a few months we'd remember it then. i was in the thrift store yesterday and i saw this million page book full of german. it also had about 6 or 7 tapes along with it. i should snag that up before someone else does.
i want to be more inspirational and inspired. i want to be more confident. i wish that i could talk more, but i [mentally] can't sometimes. i don't know if that makes sense or not. sometimes i think that people don't want to hear the things i say. at times i do say them, other times i don't.
when i came home i did my normal thing, put all my shit down, got comfy, went to the bathroom. i found a book sitting on the tub, read the title. i forgot what it was but it had human and sociology in it. basically, that's what the book is about, just patterns and other scientific explanations. someone was reading a page on the morals and values of humans. i thought it was very interesting. i'd have to look at it again to recite what was written, it's in my head but it's already been put into a folder of memory of which i cannot connect with right now. while i was flipping through the pages i flipped to Durheim's different sites of suicides within (out) the cause of society. there are 3 different types according to him. there is the suicide that is caused by being in the social circle and wanting to escape, the 2nd is being out of the social circle and wanting to escape, the 3rd because of your own position in society and feeling hopeless about it.
as soon as it is spoken out loud. - Hermann Hesse
i found this in my journal, i have no idea when i wrote it.
Please just let it go - all our heads are blown
You were my brothers - each one I would die for
This demon haunts me
Tell all the boys and girls from school to keep breaking all the rules
But it's too fragile to hold
Sometimes words give up & silently walk off the ledge
I'll make a moment
The taste of blood we desire most
The more you dream, the less you sleep
If they get me take this spine
I never let them hurt you, not tonight
I'm first to show up, the last one to go
Everyone left me behind on my own
Don't fall beneath me
When I stopped to look around, I found it wasn't me moving so fast
Sometimes I feel silence is the best thing you can hear
Soon I will feel your breath next to me
i guess it kinda doesn't make sense. whatever.
i want to help form a community german class. i know one other person who would want to get involved in it. the thing is though, we wouldn't use it enough to where we would remember it. i guess if we continued it for a few months we'd remember it then. i was in the thrift store yesterday and i saw this million page book full of german. it also had about 6 or 7 tapes along with it. i should snag that up before someone else does.
i want to be more inspirational and inspired. i want to be more confident. i wish that i could talk more, but i [mentally] can't sometimes. i don't know if that makes sense or not. sometimes i think that people don't want to hear the things i say. at times i do say them, other times i don't.
when i came home i did my normal thing, put all my shit down, got comfy, went to the bathroom. i found a book sitting on the tub, read the title. i forgot what it was but it had human and sociology in it. basically, that's what the book is about, just patterns and other scientific explanations. someone was reading a page on the morals and values of humans. i thought it was very interesting. i'd have to look at it again to recite what was written, it's in my head but it's already been put into a folder of memory of which i cannot connect with right now. while i was flipping through the pages i flipped to Durheim's different sites of suicides within (out) the cause of society. there are 3 different types according to him. there is the suicide that is caused by being in the social circle and wanting to escape, the 2nd is being out of the social circle and wanting to escape, the 3rd because of your own position in society and feeling hopeless about it.