Don't bother, don't bother.

Hope only leads to disappointment.

Pitiful.

I stood in the middle of the storm listening. Trying to discern the message I know was there. I heard it. I saw it. I saw the strength of the bond between you. I saw the distance between us. I didn't know what to do.You have a cloud of friends that know you intimately and will follow where you lead. You understand things about each other that I wish I did. Your communication is vocal, telling secrets in a tongue I don't speak.

While I stand on the brittle, fragile grass looking up, you swim through the humidity to find more of your kind, leaving me even more alone than before.

Take me to nowhere.

There have to be some that are born alone, live alone and die alone.

I'm tired.

The dark masses of things I should have done lie in wait.

I saw the upside-down world behind my eyes. I was looking up at you looking down at me, lying on the ground.

I've never been here before, and I don't know if I'll ever be here again.
The walls are painted with moving pictures, mockeries of our veins and the branches just outside the windows. I want to wear these pulsing symbols, display what only our eyes have seen. In this dark room, blackout shades drawn on the brilliant night, I've never seen the walls glow so vibrantly, so violently.

I need to delete my Facebook.

Too much time spent on something that doesn't deserve any.

"It's never too late."

Please. I see you beginning to be carried away and I really dont want this to happen to you too. I've seen way too many amazing people with so much to offer just give up on things they have always wanted because they'd rather be high all the time. Not you too. Please.

I mean, I'm not saying I'm an angel, but I can control myself. Advice: if you have an addictive personality, DON'T DO IT. Hardly anything makes me lose respect for somebody faster than when I see them going overboard with a substance. Their priorities change and since humans are what they think and what theye do, the person changes.

What about all of the grand plans we had? What about our dreams to become famous? I know, priorities do change as we learn and grow, but I think the goal is for these priorities to reflect what we want from life.

Why waste time? I'd hate for you to look back and think that the previous years have been lived for no purpose. What are you waiting for? Seriously, what's your problem?

When people tell you that "it's never too late," know that it is. There are some things (people, events, feelings, opportunities) that you will never be able to get back, it IS too late. this is the real world, it's not supposed to be cushioned.

sometimes i just don't care how things come out, as long as they leave my mind for a while.

put it on the floor and someone will think it's real.

I'm not going to get lost. We'll all travel different paths, similar in beginning and end, but I know that I'll walk beside someone at some point. Have you ever realized just how wonderful life is?