im letting my mind win the war with my heart again
today i was reading all the seniors quotes in the year book... a lot of them were similar, some were exactly the same. it makes me feel like no ones unique.....does that even matter though? why be different just for the sake of being different? you should strive for happiness, and whatever makes you happy you should do... as long as it doesnt affect others in a negative way. right? yes right.
affect.. affection..... hm
childhood and the way people are raised affects them so much. i know a billion people have said this before but part of me still hopes im not just another person, i mean something to someone out there, so thats good..
well if you're raised your whole life being treated badly most of the time by the people who you love and who love you, but then part of the time they are really nice to make up for all their mistakes and wrong doings, than isnt it just so normal and comfortable to be in a relationship where you aren't treated too good? i think it makes a lot of sense.
maybe we could break this cycle of putting ourselves into situations fully aware that we'll end up hurt.. maybe we could if we thought we were worth it and weren't so lazy. the key is to have self worth and passion. you have to love yourself enough to save yourself and to fuel your voyage to happiness you need passion.
i guess theres just something wrong in my head... i dont know. its like i cant be passionte.. i cant do anything i know would make me so happy because than i would be like other people. am i really this stupid? i know the problem, i have a solution, im just not doing anything about it. maybe its just that the only way i feel i can be completely different from everyone else in the world is by doing as least as possible.
stupid writing. stupid stupid stupid stupid
its weird how you can hate someone for doing something like biting their nails, smoking, drinking, cursing, any of those types of things and its so utterly unattractive, but then you, you do the same things too. maybe we just hate what we are. maybe its just me. probably not.
*OHHHHH god i had so many dreams last night, one about a boy who drove me mad, one about beating the shit out of some girl and almost killing her, and then the last, the last i liked the most. i was in my living room and there were a bunch of birds on the floor. the little ones like finches and chickadees, and they were tweeting. there was also a bunch of different kinds of seeds on the floor so i picked one up and put it down. then i picked up another, put it between my lips and a bird flew up and ate it from my mouth. it was so awesome.. reminds me of beauty and beast hmmmmmm!
anywho
okay if you love the sun don't curse the night, because without it, the sun wouldn't be so special. it wouldnt mean as much.
(I am dreaming of a life and I am dreaming of waking up
there's this anger rising cancer in me standing like a wall between
the waking world I seek and this infected plane of sleep
love come like an axe to all this ice and set me free)
affect.. affection..... hm
childhood and the way people are raised affects them so much. i know a billion people have said this before but part of me still hopes im not just another person, i mean something to someone out there, so thats good..
well if you're raised your whole life being treated badly most of the time by the people who you love and who love you, but then part of the time they are really nice to make up for all their mistakes and wrong doings, than isnt it just so normal and comfortable to be in a relationship where you aren't treated too good? i think it makes a lot of sense.
maybe we could break this cycle of putting ourselves into situations fully aware that we'll end up hurt.. maybe we could if we thought we were worth it and weren't so lazy. the key is to have self worth and passion. you have to love yourself enough to save yourself and to fuel your voyage to happiness you need passion.
i guess theres just something wrong in my head... i dont know. its like i cant be passionte.. i cant do anything i know would make me so happy because than i would be like other people. am i really this stupid? i know the problem, i have a solution, im just not doing anything about it. maybe its just that the only way i feel i can be completely different from everyone else in the world is by doing as least as possible.
stupid writing. stupid stupid stupid stupid
its weird how you can hate someone for doing something like biting their nails, smoking, drinking, cursing, any of those types of things and its so utterly unattractive, but then you, you do the same things too. maybe we just hate what we are. maybe its just me. probably not.
*OHHHHH god i had so many dreams last night, one about a boy who drove me mad, one about beating the shit out of some girl and almost killing her, and then the last, the last i liked the most. i was in my living room and there were a bunch of birds on the floor. the little ones like finches and chickadees, and they were tweeting. there was also a bunch of different kinds of seeds on the floor so i picked one up and put it down. then i picked up another, put it between my lips and a bird flew up and ate it from my mouth. it was so awesome.. reminds me of beauty and beast hmmmmmm!
anywho
okay if you love the sun don't curse the night, because without it, the sun wouldn't be so special. it wouldnt mean as much.
(I am dreaming of a life and I am dreaming of waking up
there's this anger rising cancer in me standing like a wall between
the waking world I seek and this infected plane of sleep
love come like an axe to all this ice and set me free)