Macabre Ignorance.

People are annoying.
They really are.
Anyone that decides to go out of their way,
To make me feel any worse;
I'm going to scream and become far more anti-social
Then I have been lately.
Leave me alone.
I don't care what you think I've done, what I have done
or anything.
Fuck off.
I don't need this right now, so I don't need you.
The next person to flip out at me
and take their frustrations out on me
is going to get screamed at,
Because I'm tired of taking your guys shit.
Especially now.
If you were better friends, you'd realize something was wrong,
and not just brush it aside, telling yourselves I'm:
"Just being a 15-year-old"
Fuck, you people are ignorant.
Far more than I led myself to believe.
Do your drugs, become dumber, leave me alone.
I don't want to be around any of you, really.
Just a few who haven't freaked out at me for nothing.
Grow the fuck up.

You all know who you are.
So don't even ask.

Disguise the feeling.

People are unhappy, I want them to smile.
Life is alright, could be better.
Feelings are strong, but thoughts are worried.
Things are changing, at first for good..
Now bad? Possibly. Hopefully not.
I can't follow the storyline anymore.
Life has drifted off topic.
I just want everyone to be happy, less rushed.
Everyone is always in such a hurry.
It's like I've been nailed to the floor.
Watching everything go by, unable to keep up.
I just want to feel like I did before;

Complete.

Portrait of a reflection.

Sunshine makes me happy.

Deipnophobia.

Can happiness truly be sought after?
And once one finds a small piece of this happiness,
Can you manage to keep it?
Questions with no answers,
Questions with no endings hopefully.
Because endings mean it's finished.

Looks like the forecast speaks of sunny days now,
Hopefully nature doesn't surprise us with another

Thunderstorm.

Darkened.

Things happen for a reason.
Sometimes the reason though,
Isn't really clear.
Heart strings are snagging.

I want you to be happy, I want to be able to make you happy.
I want to keep you, but most importantly;
I want you to want me to keep you.

Philosophy's.

I feel better.
I got some philosophy's finally out of my brain,
and into print.
Things like writing and drawing calm me down.
Thats why I do them so often.
2 hours of just strict essay print.
I'm going to attempt sleep.
It's almost 4am and I must awake at 7am.
iick.
At least I'm clear-headed now.

Finally behind the mirror.

fright·ened;

^{And within these illusions, created by your sin,
You hide your emotions, eaten from within.
Ones self is the only enemy, portraying feelings from the past,
Life is darkness, clouding the looking glass.}


I think in most cases, this may be one of those situations,
Where the racial term 'jewed' applies.
So to put it in words;

"I believe I just got Jewed"

Fuck.

Sweetest thing, ever.

"Can you rub my back?"
"Yeah, sure."
His hands circle her waist a few times,
Then one warm palm,
Pressed against the back of her lower neck.
"What are you doing?"
"Just hang on."
The other hand, diligently working, as though sewing.
Starting from the lower part of her left shoulder blade,
Then working it's way up.
The hand switches, doing the same motion to the right.
"Done, I've fixed you."
"...Fixed me?"
"Yeah, your wings seemed to have fallen off,
I sewed them back on for you.
Beautiful, long, silky wings."


Saturday.

Narf.

Thursday = Horrible at first, tiny bit better.
Friday = Pretty good, pretty entertaining night.
Saturday = Not so cool, kinda improved.
Sunday = Amazing for the most part.

Now don't get me wrong, I had a fun time,
I'm just listing all the bad stuff.
I had a pretty fun time.

Today was alright.
I suppose.

But all together I did get a great thing out of this weekend.
<3
Hooray for May 20.

Perplexed Vexation.

Things aren't what they use to be.
Things Cant be what they use to be.
Everythings changing, distorting.
I don't know if I can hold onto reality.
I need to do things to keep going,
Things I can't do without stopping.
Life has become a metaphor,

A metaphor I can't relate to.

We love Katamari.

Ahahaha, the title, thus inspired by Panda.
Nehow.
Life has been mostly annoying and upsetting.
Kinda confusing.
I wish people wouldn't assume.
I wish people knew me better.
I wish people understood.
Too bad wishes don't actually happen.

And too bad
Everyone seems to have gotten stupider.
Ahh, what a loss.
Were such a doomed incompetent race.