whatever comes to mind is what i'll write
i don't feel much like talking. but i'll write this now.
not because i'm sad. but because i'm emotionally exhausted.
i've got nothing goth or dark or whatever the fuck kids are writing about to say here.
just that i've seen a broken man with a broken heart.
i feel no need to make mindless conversation today. maybe another day.
i don't want to say how things went because i will in my own time on my own space.
i don't need words of wisdom, don't want to hear a song.
i don't care to try and sound smarter than i am. big words only hide an insecure mind.
you love someone. you watch them die. you pray to God. you sit and cry.
the world is broken. i'm afraid we might not fix it, so i worry. i have nightmares. i haven't slept well in four nights.
i am in love. i'm out of touch. i'm not happy with the things in my life, so i'm gonna change em.
i'm going to cut off all my hair, FUCK YOU if you don't like it. i never asked you anyway. i'm going to find what makes me happy.
and with the growing list of things i hate about myself, don't make me feel ashamed that i love the shape of my head.
my baby's gonna teach me to ride a skateboard and i'm going to learn to swim. he's also gonna help me get to where i'm going.
i'm gonna play my drums. i'm going to play bass. going to get a killer tattoo that wraps around my lower arm.
i'll keep working my mindless job, and do things to help my dreams on the side.
i'm gonna start a web-magazine. are you with me?
i'm also gonna call people on their bullshit. especially the ones who are pompus, self-righteous, and think they know everything.
people who think they're never wrong are idiots. especially when it comes to relationships.
i admit that i'm often wrong. if i hadn't, then i might have never let someone in who i needed all along.
i love my friends. and though sometimes i'm not around to return the calls, i appreciate them none-the-less.
i wrote what came to mind. now i'm done. not because i've written all i needed to write, but because i have things to do, like living my life.