"Well, I ain't no prophet, to cure some damn disease..."
I love talking to my brother sometimes.
Our opinions are so contrasted that the conversations we have can be amazing.
And yet, he's the reason I grew up playing with Skeleton Warriors and Creepy Crawlers.
Watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Samurai Pizza Cats.
The reason I got hooked on Mario, and Sonic the Hedgehog.
The reason I still play Final Fantasy.
He is why I love Chuck Palahniuk.
Why I started to like comics, and expanded my horizons to new authors like Alan Moore.
He showed me British humour.
Introduced me to independent films.
My brother is why I am who I am and I love him to pieces. Yes, his views are extremely contrasted from my own, but it doesn't mean he isn't one of the greatest influences in my life.
I don't believe in imitation. I believe in developing certain attributes from your surroundings.
JP gave me metal, expanding my music listening horizons.
Christoph gave me Slightly Stoopid, thus increasing my love of ska.
Krystal sparked my curiosity in longboarding.
Crystal gave me soy.
Sage gave me whiskey. But that's not a good thing.
Industrial music gave me my boots.
Jesse gave me Our Lady Peace.
My mom gave me world knowledge, and the recognition of overcoming a gritty life when you need to.
My dad gave me my bullheadedness and a determined will.
Alley gave me patience, by testing it.
Kyle gave me first love.
Nicholas gave me it unconditionally, and showed me what it is to regret losing a friend.
I was given a lot of gifts in this world that you can't buy in stores.
I think I give the world spastic heart attacks when they look at my hair.
I've given people knew views, as well, though. Opened their minds, but I think I have to stop trying to save the world.
Kyle was so depressed and previously suicidal, and I found comfort in the fact that I brought him happiness, however temporary.
Nicholas had faced so much hurt and rejection, and never trusted a soul. I showed him that someone can care. And still does, even though he hasn't seen that part.
I've been in the lives of people who sleep around, showing them the satisfaction of what it's like to have one person who genuinely cares. I've done this in the way of showing people my good experiences so they know it's possible, or to be the one to actually change the person's destructive behaviour.
I've given people the confidence to do things for themselves, and know that they're worth something.
I've given the world....
Soy.
I'm just rambling. I have no idea what I've contributed to this earth. All I know is that when something's broken, even if that something doesn't realize it's damaged, I gotta be the one to fix it.
I've taken in three birds now that have been either attacked or flown into a window, and I've nursed them.
Yes. Two of them died. And I knew they were going to. But it goes to show that you don't have to end your life in mortal terror. Someone cares, and will try and fix what is inevitably broken, dead or of no use anyway. Well, maybe not someone. But I will. I mean... I do. I try to save the world.
And maybe I'm not an activist. I don't write letters to companies that support child labour and fight for human rights.
And maybe I'm not a vegetarian. I still eat chicken and seafood.
And maybe I'm not a vegan. I may drink and use soy in absence of milk, but I still eat cheese.
And maybe I'm not the best friend to have. But I will tell you you're beautiful and try to make you laugh.
And maybe I'm not a perfect girlfriend. But I'll still hold you until you make me let you go.
And maybe I'm not a wonderful daughter. But today I did the dishes and said "i love you" in a note by the phone.
And maybe I'm not the best employee. But the customers still smile when I ask them how they are today.
And maybe I don't need to save the world. But I'd really like to try.
I'm looking for more friends. I already have bunches and bunches, but... people make life more fun.
If you like the alternative lifestyle, read good books and graphic novels, watch zombie or indie movies, listen to any and all music, and will learn to longboard with me while we drink soy chai on a picnic blanket.... we could be friends. And if you're none of these things, we could talk about why our interests conflict. There's never nothing to say.
I'm taking steps to becoming Kara 2.0
I'm not afraid to use the phone anymore.
I'm seeing old friends.
I never argue, and if it gets to it, I excuse myself and walk away.
Red meat has not tempted me. I bought a veggie burger the other day.
Soy is still my love.
Jeremie tells me I'm beautiful, sprawled out naked on my sheets in the sun. And I feel it, too.
I start pilates class next Wednesday.
I'm reading all different kinds of material.
I'm going to go get books on Greek and Roman mythology, and learn about philosophy.
I'm going to be taking classes for social geography and great english literature.
I'm so comfortable in my own skin and my own mind, now, even if it's not perfect, because I don't have the burden of the world on me at all. I'm not worried about anything. I'm not trying to save anyone from themselves. I'm just being positive and hoping it rubs off on others. I'm taking life in stride completely. And when Jeremie's eyes linger over every curve of my body, and he runs just the tips of his fingers down my ribs and over my hips, he smiles, and for this one instant I feel perfect. No... not perfect. But without flaws. I have the abilitiy to look in a mirror with full confidence and think that this is what I want to be, and I am content. I have no desire to starve myself of the pleasures of life just because they aren't good for me - I just take care of myself when I do induldge in those pleasures.
"Be who you are and say what you feel,
because those who mind don't matter
and those who matter don't mind."
-Dr Suess
And this is the way I used to think; holy ass....
"End Of The World"
June 2oo4
The time when prophecy meets indecision,
You didn't envision this in your prediction,
Where hope is replaced by anxiety,
And you find it impossible to think logically,
When metaphor is nolonger a hidden meaning,
And every gaze and every smile is taken as misleading,
It's time to worry when no one can trust,
And we all lose our faith, and give in to lust,
It's the end of the world - Failing is prosperity,
The optomistic are bored, suffering of insanity
The voices in their heads are teasing their ears,
Feeding them lies, feeding their fears,
It's time now to decide, is life choice or fate?
If you don't know the answer, then know it's too late,
They say we are useless, and haven't a spine,
We have religion due to fear, hiding in shrines,
Our world is surreal, our manner has flaw,
Revisions are failing, we've given in to war,
We've gotten in to a mess, a tangled web we've weaved,
And when the world is over, we can finally breathe.
Yea. I used to think the world was something we had to fight to get to the end of. And all of that in between stuff was pointless, because nothing lasts forever and we live our lives to die. Yea, I guess death is eventual, but so is everything else. I firmly believe that you can accomplish anything if you're given enough time on this earth. Give me a thousand years. I'll save the world. But I've only got one lifetime, and that's maybe 80 years or so. Even then, I'm sure I can accomplish a whole fuckload.
There is beauty in every flaw.
You just gotta know how to look.
Kurr.
Our opinions are so contrasted that the conversations we have can be amazing.
And yet, he's the reason I grew up playing with Skeleton Warriors and Creepy Crawlers.
Watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Samurai Pizza Cats.
The reason I got hooked on Mario, and Sonic the Hedgehog.
The reason I still play Final Fantasy.
He is why I love Chuck Palahniuk.
Why I started to like comics, and expanded my horizons to new authors like Alan Moore.
He showed me British humour.
Introduced me to independent films.
My brother is why I am who I am and I love him to pieces. Yes, his views are extremely contrasted from my own, but it doesn't mean he isn't one of the greatest influences in my life.
I don't believe in imitation. I believe in developing certain attributes from your surroundings.
JP gave me metal, expanding my music listening horizons.
Christoph gave me Slightly Stoopid, thus increasing my love of ska.
Krystal sparked my curiosity in longboarding.
Crystal gave me soy.
Sage gave me whiskey. But that's not a good thing.
Industrial music gave me my boots.
Jesse gave me Our Lady Peace.
My mom gave me world knowledge, and the recognition of overcoming a gritty life when you need to.
My dad gave me my bullheadedness and a determined will.
Alley gave me patience, by testing it.
Kyle gave me first love.
Nicholas gave me it unconditionally, and showed me what it is to regret losing a friend.
I was given a lot of gifts in this world that you can't buy in stores.
I think I give the world spastic heart attacks when they look at my hair.
I've given people knew views, as well, though. Opened their minds, but I think I have to stop trying to save the world.
Kyle was so depressed and previously suicidal, and I found comfort in the fact that I brought him happiness, however temporary.
Nicholas had faced so much hurt and rejection, and never trusted a soul. I showed him that someone can care. And still does, even though he hasn't seen that part.
I've been in the lives of people who sleep around, showing them the satisfaction of what it's like to have one person who genuinely cares. I've done this in the way of showing people my good experiences so they know it's possible, or to be the one to actually change the person's destructive behaviour.
I've given people the confidence to do things for themselves, and know that they're worth something.
I've given the world....
Soy.
I'm just rambling. I have no idea what I've contributed to this earth. All I know is that when something's broken, even if that something doesn't realize it's damaged, I gotta be the one to fix it.
I've taken in three birds now that have been either attacked or flown into a window, and I've nursed them.
Yes. Two of them died. And I knew they were going to. But it goes to show that you don't have to end your life in mortal terror. Someone cares, and will try and fix what is inevitably broken, dead or of no use anyway. Well, maybe not someone. But I will. I mean... I do. I try to save the world.
And maybe I'm not an activist. I don't write letters to companies that support child labour and fight for human rights.
And maybe I'm not a vegetarian. I still eat chicken and seafood.
And maybe I'm not a vegan. I may drink and use soy in absence of milk, but I still eat cheese.
And maybe I'm not the best friend to have. But I will tell you you're beautiful and try to make you laugh.
And maybe I'm not a perfect girlfriend. But I'll still hold you until you make me let you go.
And maybe I'm not a wonderful daughter. But today I did the dishes and said "i love you" in a note by the phone.
And maybe I'm not the best employee. But the customers still smile when I ask them how they are today.
And maybe I don't need to save the world. But I'd really like to try.
I'm looking for more friends. I already have bunches and bunches, but... people make life more fun.
If you like the alternative lifestyle, read good books and graphic novels, watch zombie or indie movies, listen to any and all music, and will learn to longboard with me while we drink soy chai on a picnic blanket.... we could be friends. And if you're none of these things, we could talk about why our interests conflict. There's never nothing to say.
I'm taking steps to becoming Kara 2.0
I'm not afraid to use the phone anymore.
I'm seeing old friends.
I never argue, and if it gets to it, I excuse myself and walk away.
Red meat has not tempted me. I bought a veggie burger the other day.
Soy is still my love.
Jeremie tells me I'm beautiful, sprawled out naked on my sheets in the sun. And I feel it, too.
I start pilates class next Wednesday.
I'm reading all different kinds of material.
I'm going to go get books on Greek and Roman mythology, and learn about philosophy.
I'm going to be taking classes for social geography and great english literature.
I'm so comfortable in my own skin and my own mind, now, even if it's not perfect, because I don't have the burden of the world on me at all. I'm not worried about anything. I'm not trying to save anyone from themselves. I'm just being positive and hoping it rubs off on others. I'm taking life in stride completely. And when Jeremie's eyes linger over every curve of my body, and he runs just the tips of his fingers down my ribs and over my hips, he smiles, and for this one instant I feel perfect. No... not perfect. But without flaws. I have the abilitiy to look in a mirror with full confidence and think that this is what I want to be, and I am content. I have no desire to starve myself of the pleasures of life just because they aren't good for me - I just take care of myself when I do induldge in those pleasures.
"Be who you are and say what you feel,
because those who mind don't matter
and those who matter don't mind."
-Dr Suess
And this is the way I used to think; holy ass....
"End Of The World"
June 2oo4
The time when prophecy meets indecision,
You didn't envision this in your prediction,
Where hope is replaced by anxiety,
And you find it impossible to think logically,
When metaphor is nolonger a hidden meaning,
And every gaze and every smile is taken as misleading,
It's time to worry when no one can trust,
And we all lose our faith, and give in to lust,
It's the end of the world - Failing is prosperity,
The optomistic are bored, suffering of insanity
The voices in their heads are teasing their ears,
Feeding them lies, feeding their fears,
It's time now to decide, is life choice or fate?
If you don't know the answer, then know it's too late,
They say we are useless, and haven't a spine,
We have religion due to fear, hiding in shrines,
Our world is surreal, our manner has flaw,
Revisions are failing, we've given in to war,
We've gotten in to a mess, a tangled web we've weaved,
And when the world is over, we can finally breathe.
Yea. I used to think the world was something we had to fight to get to the end of. And all of that in between stuff was pointless, because nothing lasts forever and we live our lives to die. Yea, I guess death is eventual, but so is everything else. I firmly believe that you can accomplish anything if you're given enough time on this earth. Give me a thousand years. I'll save the world. But I've only got one lifetime, and that's maybe 80 years or so. Even then, I'm sure I can accomplish a whole fuckload.
There is beauty in every flaw.
You just gotta know how to look.
Kurr.