I'm making this
song see, and I'm making it simple but overbearing and even a little overwrought depending on who it's played with. It wont be technical, it has a lot of chord changes, but it'll be aiming for a mood and an atmosphere, it's going to make you float or drift away for a while, to maybe watch yourself while you're hearing it and then inspect yourself according to what you're going through. I want it to make people think, and not in a cerebral/intellectual way of assessing the music, it's not that at all. I want people to think for a bit into themselves, something to stop time for a bit, this song isn't to impress it's something I want to make to help, or to make them live insufferably. They do this everyday, and I want this song to enhance it. I want them to react to this strongly, poignantly, one common denominator we all have is that we've felt and coveted sadness at a time, or is keeping them at bay trying to protect themselves from a certain emotional inconvenience. I'm sad nowadays so it's high time I made it. It's about time I did this, it's another form of release. My life is tension, and I really don't know what I should start to do. I'm in an incredible place, where I got myself to. But I'm just so strangely empty and dissatisfied, and I hate being surrounded by people who trample over me just because I present myself as a quiet, kind person.
I have to do things 'cause if I don't I'm going to explode. I don't think I have any anointing in making this, or some blessing or some will I bend to unconsciously, I just know that I have to do it see. And I have to present this song where people will play it and where people will be hit and come back to that one person they all originated from in the first place. I keep feeling like it's some sort of goodbye, since it can't repudiate everything I've done.
MAJOR SPOILERS IN THIS BODY OF TEXT, WELL I FINISHED CODE GEASS. Oh my god, it's something you have to watch, it's crazy how you try to weigh power within the opposing sides of the board and watching them play out, also Lelouch is my favorite anti-hero. Though when he bore the weight of the world's hatred and died with it at the hands of the symbolic Zero, essentially an avatar of justice even if it's a dark one, he chose a path he knew would tear him apart from everything he loved and worked for, for the bigger picture of a "future". The King made himself a Pawn in the end. It's highly speculated he lived and received his father's immortality. He conquered the world unjustly and he died for the world to see to erase the world's hatred with his death. He lives, though this isn't known to anybody but C.C. It's nice how the line of a supporting character recurred that if you love something you have to place them at a distance, something to that effect. Lelouch destroyed the world to create it anew, it's crazy, I love this series. All his friends now live knowing he died, and it's also unknown if Suzaku will continue on with the role of Zero, since he'd been announced killed-in-action by the hands of the Black Knights member, Karen. Though I think she's realized the plan, but I doubt she'll spill. I'm sure she's found out. Nunnally knows everything, however what she doesn't know is that her brother lives.
You have to watch it. I guess I can call it clever. It pulls out incredible twists, reveals plans on a genius level design and mostly just remarkable how it all plays out. It's not very predictable, since it'll have you at the mercy of it's decision making and think "--what's the importance of this move and why? What will they accomplish exterminating the whole population of the Brittanian capital city?" things like that. You wont have time wondering and guessing about the next event because the set-up is strictly for you to be continually astounded, appalled or shocked. You will have said Holy Shit alot more than blinking your eyes, I think. It isn't so great as I found flaws I just chose to ignore but there are things that I realized they intentionally went with. It remains stylish see. The mecha in it is just a plus.
Hmm, lately I've been tired. I'm fine however, like it isn't a kind of torpor that comes from mindless repeated slavery. I live life freely and I'm supposedly outwardly doing fine for myself. Outwardly. What 2nd party would see. I'm tired of something and another and I'm tired of being disappointed in the things I hold very dear to me, the least they can do is show kindness, I'm not particularly a person with a lot of friends. I thought I don't need them. I still think this, but anyway I'm being selfish, pushing people away and counting on them to catch me, it's a little stupid. Not that I ever depended on them, but I need to now. I don't resort to this option at all, but I'm forced into it. And I'm just getting jaded of waking up like this and finding out how empty and unhappy I'm getting. No matter how nice it seems to be for me, this life right now and this course, all of it. There's a huge ocean inside.Without depth and as dark as oil. I don't know how to carry on anymore, how am I supposed to do this. Haven't I had enough of this already. As expected you know I'm always thinking of dying. If it weren't such a hassle for my family. Until the end I don't want to be the daughter who lived selfishly and never once gave back to the people who raised me. It's unfair. I don't love them and value them as much as you do, but it's a different story with my brother. Eventhough he ruined my life to an extent, I'm pretty sure if he's gone I wouldn't take it as easily if either of my parents plugged off. That's just me. And you're you.
I'm lonely again. Sad music and a dark room and this garish computer screen. Small blue lights on the speakers. I wish I had somebody to be with every night. Even if that was the only agreement, we wouldn't even have to be romantically involved, we don't have to do anything sexual, I just want to hold somebody and fall asleep with that person. if I can use somebody like that... but there's a limit to my degeneracy and a larger scope for my normalcy than you'd expect. Nowadays, it has to be a girl. I've always liked women, right. I've come out ages ago, what are you so surprised about, I have nothing to hide from everyone. So lonely. I'll just watch something so I can go to sleep. Force myself to read a chapter and then some weed. Whatever I do, it's never enough. Maybe it's about time I've had it. But I always bounce right back up anyway. Who else has realized they're caught up in this cycle until the world ends? And how do you just enjoy it when you know you're forced into sadness because life is nothing but a wheel. And how do I even get past thinking this tonight and wake up tomorrow seemingly unaffected and pretty much calloused, where are the strings attaching these events together and who makes them so. Why do I think myself out of happiness. And why do I feel like it's not all my fault. I think saying how it's easy to be happy to a conflicted person in a difficult situation can be a faux pas.
After all what do you know about my heavy feelings right. There are some things weighty for me, even if they appear lighter to you. What do you know? How can you say my problems are small? How can you say that everybody else in the world is going through the same or have tougher problems and do you not see that it's because of people like you that our numbers don't particularly lower?
Goodnight. We shouldn't be speaking anymore
I have to do things 'cause if I don't I'm going to explode. I don't think I have any anointing in making this, or some blessing or some will I bend to unconsciously, I just know that I have to do it see. And I have to present this song where people will play it and where people will be hit and come back to that one person they all originated from in the first place. I keep feeling like it's some sort of goodbye, since it can't repudiate everything I've done.
MAJOR SPOILERS IN THIS BODY OF TEXT, WELL I FINISHED CODE GEASS. Oh my god, it's something you have to watch, it's crazy how you try to weigh power within the opposing sides of the board and watching them play out, also Lelouch is my favorite anti-hero. Though when he bore the weight of the world's hatred and died with it at the hands of the symbolic Zero, essentially an avatar of justice even if it's a dark one, he chose a path he knew would tear him apart from everything he loved and worked for, for the bigger picture of a "future". The King made himself a Pawn in the end. It's highly speculated he lived and received his father's immortality. He conquered the world unjustly and he died for the world to see to erase the world's hatred with his death. He lives, though this isn't known to anybody but C.C. It's nice how the line of a supporting character recurred that if you love something you have to place them at a distance, something to that effect. Lelouch destroyed the world to create it anew, it's crazy, I love this series. All his friends now live knowing he died, and it's also unknown if Suzaku will continue on with the role of Zero, since he'd been announced killed-in-action by the hands of the Black Knights member, Karen. Though I think she's realized the plan, but I doubt she'll spill. I'm sure she's found out. Nunnally knows everything, however what she doesn't know is that her brother lives.
You have to watch it. I guess I can call it clever. It pulls out incredible twists, reveals plans on a genius level design and mostly just remarkable how it all plays out. It's not very predictable, since it'll have you at the mercy of it's decision making and think "--what's the importance of this move and why? What will they accomplish exterminating the whole population of the Brittanian capital city?" things like that. You wont have time wondering and guessing about the next event because the set-up is strictly for you to be continually astounded, appalled or shocked. You will have said Holy Shit alot more than blinking your eyes, I think. It isn't so great as I found flaws I just chose to ignore but there are things that I realized they intentionally went with. It remains stylish see. The mecha in it is just a plus.
Hmm, lately I've been tired. I'm fine however, like it isn't a kind of torpor that comes from mindless repeated slavery. I live life freely and I'm supposedly outwardly doing fine for myself. Outwardly. What 2nd party would see. I'm tired of something and another and I'm tired of being disappointed in the things I hold very dear to me, the least they can do is show kindness, I'm not particularly a person with a lot of friends. I thought I don't need them. I still think this, but anyway I'm being selfish, pushing people away and counting on them to catch me, it's a little stupid. Not that I ever depended on them, but I need to now. I don't resort to this option at all, but I'm forced into it. And I'm just getting jaded of waking up like this and finding out how empty and unhappy I'm getting. No matter how nice it seems to be for me, this life right now and this course, all of it. There's a huge ocean inside.Without depth and as dark as oil. I don't know how to carry on anymore, how am I supposed to do this. Haven't I had enough of this already. As expected you know I'm always thinking of dying. If it weren't such a hassle for my family. Until the end I don't want to be the daughter who lived selfishly and never once gave back to the people who raised me. It's unfair. I don't love them and value them as much as you do, but it's a different story with my brother. Eventhough he ruined my life to an extent, I'm pretty sure if he's gone I wouldn't take it as easily if either of my parents plugged off. That's just me. And you're you.
I'm lonely again. Sad music and a dark room and this garish computer screen. Small blue lights on the speakers. I wish I had somebody to be with every night. Even if that was the only agreement, we wouldn't even have to be romantically involved, we don't have to do anything sexual, I just want to hold somebody and fall asleep with that person. if I can use somebody like that... but there's a limit to my degeneracy and a larger scope for my normalcy than you'd expect. Nowadays, it has to be a girl. I've always liked women, right. I've come out ages ago, what are you so surprised about, I have nothing to hide from everyone. So lonely. I'll just watch something so I can go to sleep. Force myself to read a chapter and then some weed. Whatever I do, it's never enough. Maybe it's about time I've had it. But I always bounce right back up anyway. Who else has realized they're caught up in this cycle until the world ends? And how do you just enjoy it when you know you're forced into sadness because life is nothing but a wheel. And how do I even get past thinking this tonight and wake up tomorrow seemingly unaffected and pretty much calloused, where are the strings attaching these events together and who makes them so. Why do I think myself out of happiness. And why do I feel like it's not all my fault. I think saying how it's easy to be happy to a conflicted person in a difficult situation can be a faux pas.
After all what do you know about my heavy feelings right. There are some things weighty for me, even if they appear lighter to you. What do you know? How can you say my problems are small? How can you say that everybody else in the world is going through the same or have tougher problems and do you not see that it's because of people like you that our numbers don't particularly lower?
Goodnight. We shouldn't be speaking anymore