images of myself
appear here and there...but what picture do u see, what picture do you put together and remember me by?
Image is so vitally important in this world. Human beings are miserable creatures that are owned by the opinions of others and controlled by the weight of their positions. I really ought to stop living my life to please other people and start getting rid of useless shit that i will just have to deal with one day.
And speaking of all that I ought to be kickass and let my creative vibes fly--I ought to set the past of fire and just reinvent myself. Possibly Maybe I will start anew, but it seems to me that I am too weighed down and afraid of individualizing to even get started on a project of those proportions.
Individualize. Actualize. hum. It seems to me that I should probably just write a song (even though I can't sing) and make it the theme of this nihilistic rebellious love. This love that has now contained and controlled me, this love that helped me build 4 happy walls that are now the prison of my spirit. But please don't be upset at this portrayal, it's just my way of understanding how I could ever do anything to hurt you.
The poor fucking dog has fleas again and i ate like 10 pieces of chocolate today. Life is so fucked up.
Image is so vitally important in this world. Human beings are miserable creatures that are owned by the opinions of others and controlled by the weight of their positions. I really ought to stop living my life to please other people and start getting rid of useless shit that i will just have to deal with one day.
And speaking of all that I ought to be kickass and let my creative vibes fly--I ought to set the past of fire and just reinvent myself. Possibly Maybe I will start anew, but it seems to me that I am too weighed down and afraid of individualizing to even get started on a project of those proportions.
Individualize. Actualize. hum. It seems to me that I should probably just write a song (even though I can't sing) and make it the theme of this nihilistic rebellious love. This love that has now contained and controlled me, this love that helped me build 4 happy walls that are now the prison of my spirit. But please don't be upset at this portrayal, it's just my way of understanding how I could ever do anything to hurt you.
The poor fucking dog has fleas again and i ate like 10 pieces of chocolate today. Life is so fucked up.