since my brain is pudding right now...
I have decided to share something some dork wrote some time ago. And by "some dork," I mean my favorite person in all the world (my sister). It's freaking beautiful. Even more so if you're in what some might call an "emo" mood. Not that I'm in one.
i'm in one of my moods again. all of you have had them, dont lie.
those crazy impulsive lonely moods. when your head is filled with fantastic romantic things like rain and wind and wet sidewalks and stars.
and you dream of standing in the rain until you catch pneumonia and die (although this somehow never happens in those fantasies)
and stargazing until you fall asleep dreaming of constellations and silver galaxies, and walking until you finally, finally reach some place where you truly have never seen.
its in our nature to think such silly things.
its our dream of escaping from the ordinary repetitive-ness of the world. 'maybe', we think, 'if i can somehow break away and feel something real for a few genuine moments, time will stop for me. and maybe then i will know that my life has been worth living.'
it is good for us to know that there are still those beautiful things in the world, that never change and are waiting upon our next lonely mood.
the wind will always be there to blow through our hair
the stars will always be there for us to dream by
the rain will still drench us in that darkly romantic way, and millions of sunsets await to whisk us from this world.
im glad that this is my escape.
and im glad that this is also yours, for who knows what lies in the future for us? the heavy weight of adulthood will bring more tasks and less time, and maybe this is the only chance we'll get.
so work that emo mood, go driving at night and taste the coolness of the wind and the sweetness of the stars, and live with no regrets.
for we are still so young
i'm in one of my moods again. all of you have had them, dont lie.
those crazy impulsive lonely moods. when your head is filled with fantastic romantic things like rain and wind and wet sidewalks and stars.
and you dream of standing in the rain until you catch pneumonia and die (although this somehow never happens in those fantasies)
and stargazing until you fall asleep dreaming of constellations and silver galaxies, and walking until you finally, finally reach some place where you truly have never seen.
its in our nature to think such silly things.
its our dream of escaping from the ordinary repetitive-ness of the world. 'maybe', we think, 'if i can somehow break away and feel something real for a few genuine moments, time will stop for me. and maybe then i will know that my life has been worth living.'
it is good for us to know that there are still those beautiful things in the world, that never change and are waiting upon our next lonely mood.
the wind will always be there to blow through our hair
the stars will always be there for us to dream by
the rain will still drench us in that darkly romantic way, and millions of sunsets await to whisk us from this world.
im glad that this is my escape.
and im glad that this is also yours, for who knows what lies in the future for us? the heavy weight of adulthood will bring more tasks and less time, and maybe this is the only chance we'll get.
so work that emo mood, go driving at night and taste the coolness of the wind and the sweetness of the stars, and live with no regrets.
for we are still so young