Ideas.

So many ideas that swirl about my head... I write them as fast as I can, before they leave, and swirl about another's head. Their like breezes impossible to catch, flighty, but always make an effect. They have an agenda all their own. Free from human rules and time. The hardest part is to write them down before they blow away...

Things long dead and gone.

Chivalry is dead along with common sense and lasting marriages. All three decided that this world is to insane to hang around. So they packed up and took off one by one. Leaving us to dance forever with our beloved chaos. Though common sense never really resided with us, it would occasionally stop by. But no more now it just watches from it's perch somewhere in the stars, laughing away at our stupidity. It even shares popcorn with chivalry. While lasting marriage sits and waits for love to join them.

Goodbye.

If you had to say goodbye to someone you love,
knowing you'd never see them again,
How would you say goodbye?

It's not even 5

It's not even 5 in the morning, and I CAN'T SLEEP!

Fleeting Thoughts...

Sometimes I get lost in my own head...

When I'm pushing myself to the edge, It's because I want to feel something real...

Sometimes I wonder if I'll be just as confused about the world when I'm 40 as I am right now...

Confusion is something you get when you start growing up and it never goes away...

The greatest treasure lost, was never gold but knowledge...

Though I am not proud of some of my ancestors actions... I will never be ashamed of where I come from...

If you let yourself go to music it can be anything...

From dreary to downright intoxicating...

There are fantastic worlds I visit in my mind's eye, I only wish I could share them as clearly as I experience them...

The sad thing about crime is usually there is a sad story on each end. There are rarely any true villains in life, just more unhealed desperate and confused people.

Definition. Our way of giving meaning to everyday life. We define everything. Even people. Especially people. So what do you define yourself as? How do you define yourself? How do you want to be defined? When your time has come and gone, what will your definition be?

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I'm always jotting my thoughts jot somewhere figured, I'd post them...

Cloud head.

Sometimes I just can't get my head out of the clouds...

Morning Rain.

I don't like cold rain.
The cold just zaps all the fun out of being in the rain.
It's been raining a lot here, it even rained on Valentines Day. I went up to San Fran to help my Aunt in her flower shop. It was cold, windy and rainy as usual. Oh and I have the whole week of school off this week, so that's kind of nice. I haven't been able to get a lot of sleep lately, and I woke up really upset over a dream I couldn't even remember (I hate hormones.). So I had a bit of a crummy start this morning but I'm okay, now. Well it's already 1 and I haven't really eaten anything yet, so L8tr.