Thursday, September 22, 2011

Singular.

The first day is pretty tough. I want to say it's the worst but I could be wrong because I hardly ever get through it and the times that I have I can't ever remember how hard it was after that. But I've past the first day and I'm on my third. The fight never stops. I usually just decide thats not true. Or I decide that thats enough to not even fight in the first place. But doing something no one believed you'd ever do is most incredible feeling. I want to feel strong, on top of the world on a daily basis. I want to feel incredible, always. Thats why I fight. I may feel alone, I may be alone, I may live in a singular world, this may be true so why not enjoy my own company?

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

IF

The ifs in life are what throw me. I mean IF I go to college in canada and IF I do the graphic design thing what IF I hate it? What IF I can't keep up? IF I fail I don't know what I'd do. I'm so afraid of taking a chance because I don't know what I want to do. I wish I didn't feel this much pressure but I do. IF I can't handle it how will I cope?

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

I'll be seeing you.

I might have doubt of waiting for what I am worth, but the difference is the fact that I stopped settling. Maybe because the opportunities for settling have been a bit sparse, you could say. I do believe that one day love will happen to me, maybe not too far off or maybe the day before I die. I still believe that one day it will or perhaps you will find me.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Ready, set, NO!

Mind blocking myself. I know what I want to accomplish and it's all in my head but when I try to express it it looks like I'm a mediocre wannabe artist. Or just someone who wishes they could draw. I just can't seem to do anything I want.

Monday, September 5, 2011

To the broken, you are not alone.

Once in awhile I'll sink down to the bottom of the ocean and let life wash over me and I will wish it would all cease to exist, but then that moment ends and I swim to shore. Maybe life isn't easy and maybe the easy parts make it even more difficult to bare the hard parts. Maybe we are all just living to die, but I don't know. And I think that's the point, to not know, but still live.