It usually was a good night if I wake up with random cuts on my body and no hangover.
Like what the fuck is a hangover ?
But where the fuck did these bruises come from ?
It came from being to turnt (flashbacks of moshpit)
I love reading my blog
Since day one I have been skeptical
My presence was always halfway felt
I would fuck you up
I will break you down with no remorse
I can cut your ego into shreds
And patch it into my jeans
I’ll wear your heart on my sleeve
And feed it to the zombies on wall st.
Your soul has no depth
Its thin and brittle
I can slice it with safety scissors
You are not a human
You remind me of a opportunist
Waiting on your moment to strike
I’m just not surprised by anything
That’s the problem and the solution
I’m not surprised by anything
Nothing you are doing is new
Everything you are is what I’ve seen
My mind is like go make someone else happy
With all the things I taught you
You won’t forget me
Like I won’t forget you
But like in everything in life
I never gain anything
Its experiences I felt already before my time
No one changes my life
I haven’t had that life changing moment, unless I started it within myself
Its like I been dead for a while
I’m really deciding to hit the road
Hug the concrete and kiss the pavement
I’m dreaming of a never ending horizon
I’m seriously trying to fall in love everyday
Not with anything I can touch
Just with life itself
I just want to go and not care about yesterday
Or worry about tomorrow
A vacation that’s similar to a permanent acid trip
Where everything seems beautiful
This city has made me plenty tough
I can handle myself out here
I can’t wait to dive in
I’m lusting adventure and anyone who wants to join
Let’s be the kids of the night
Only living out of our backpacks
And breaking into abandoned motel rooms
I wanna party with the locals
And forget everyone names
But slightly remember faces
All I want you to remember me for is my smile
This city kid is becoming to much for this city
This city can’t hold me in
This city is conforming to these rich college students and executives
and everyone knows I’ve been a slum dog, I can teach you things that aren’t found on google.
I’m a fucking riot, ask around they’ll tell you
I’m really delusional, therefore I’d like to announce I fell in love today
Trying to fall at least once a month.
What doesn’t kill me just further corrupts me
All my life lessons just teach me how fucked up the world and people are.
No one is to blame
I can’t point fingers on why its like this.
I just store the negative energy and recognize it as a feeling that will always be there.
You can’t have light
Without the dark
Everything could be so simple
This world rather makes it hard.
Things i find so simple people just find the need to complicate
There are many rules to life.
My favorite; the rule that keeps me from putting a bullet through my head
You can’t change the past.
No matter how much you fuck up
No matter how much you regret
No matter how nostalgic the air might feel.
You are stuck in the present.
The future being your muse for optimism.
Im just tired of thinking of the future
Im tired of dwelling on the past.
The more and more I get like this the more and more I want to annex myself from the world.
This entire month I have literally been cutting my bonds from the outside world, to return all my energy towards myself.
This world is just getting to me.
I don’t care about the things people stress me about.
Money and feelings are just as evil as Christians claim the devil to be.
Money is the source that manipulates fragile humans hearts and minds.
All to be like the things they see on television.
All to live like the stars society gloats in the eyes of the working class.
For the next week I think I am going to sit in the corner of my bathroom in the dark, until I want to see the light again.
I want to live in perpetual darkness away from the world.
Away from YOUR problems.
If I wasn’t humble, and wanted everything for myself
I can easily see myself in him
I see a bit of me in everyone
Oh yeah I have a new favorite anime
Its been making killing time so much easier
I often wonder how many times I unknowingly walked by destiny
But fate would bring us back together
If it was meant to be