The cold Florida weather
how exciting
I have come out of a gloom
Where time Just does not stop
expiring
It's all timeless
we're all counting seconds
till it starts
or till ends
I pretend nothing
i thought
How do you understand the difference really
I assume to be impossible
Need I explain why?
Probably not.
But I do
to myself actually.
Points without aim
are pointless.
So why are you telling me this,
is what I ask
in my head
because I pretend
I pretend
To listen to you
Why?
It's because I am sheltering you from hurt feelings
I believe those words
will hurt you
So I do not say them
I have chosen this as my path
And I am okay with it
Tell me what a surrendered thought sounds like
It's not the thoughts you hear
only actions you ever see
Words and actions
are a very strange combination
What is one without the other?
What is chaos without clutter?
What Is a daydream without stutter?
How do we hesitate and end up in a gutter?
How does your voice bother me so much and I don't bother
To ever speak up and find a reason to suffer
The root is irrelevant
calming the negligent
Fraud in the depth of it
Is caused by the
by the.......
I cannot think about what the word is,
crazy right
How I can lose my place
in Plain sight
My aims tight
Well I sway right
Or left
or whatever
Is said to be clever
The mind thats cloudy
will hear never
Run into the next one to climb over you
Because that's the world we live in
And it is that way
just because....
Because we want reason that we will never get
Wake up
Wake up
Crazy is when there is no reason
That's crazy
"Why did he do that!!?"
"I don't know, that's crazy"
We want to place reason on what just happened opposed to going with our gut
Because our guts are so wrong
They will lead you astray
all to yourself
But if that is what you want
then Hell yeah you're living right
Are you choosing your life?
The inside details of it,
is who you are.
Never forget that.
To establish yourself
You must first know thyself young grasshopper
From tree to tree
Curiosity is a crazy thing
I imagine almost everyone is equally curios
except the randomness variable
You see actuality is a funny thing
It always proves my points wrong sometimes
I hate being wrong
I mean I admit when I am wrong
I just feel like no one wants to hear it
so they don't remember it
I like the sound of my voice
not the tone
but just how smart I feel when I am saying those words
My words don't have to actually be smart for me to feel that way
It's like you're a dummy.
Only the dummy will get upset,
so now the dummy thinks you're smarter than him.
A dummy will not like it when you make him feel stupid,
Not make yourself seem smarter
You just have to make him feel stupid
They rest will take care of itself
When a real smart person is around me
I feel like a dummy
Here's the thing about me though
Only I get to pick who I think is really smart
So if you think you're really smart too
I do not care
I'll be the judge thank you
Don't try to construct my walls
So why do I not say anything
What's worth something these days?
Honestly
Something real and genuine
It's not holding on
It's growth
and its beautiful
Quite honestly
It's patience
It's giving in
It's standing up
It's twirling together
Upwards increasing in speed
A strong foundation can support a castle
and I mean honestly, where do you want to be in the next 10 years?
ten years ago
I was just 15
sophmore?
Never even touched a girls butt
That's a lie
8th grade
there was this 6th grader
Terrible...
But so many 8th graders were dating 6th graders
I was always like I would never
Yet I remember I grabbed this girls butt so hard
like there was no control
So why is suppression a good thing?
Why do we want rules
Because without written rules we are just like everything else
Are the rules just an illusion?
Yet actuality always has its presence
How do we say goodbye to the living?
God, why did you create us so sensitive?
I just read Dostoevsky's quotes and it made me feel like an idiot
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