Stolen from here -> http://www.marcandangel.com/2010/03/29/25-beautifully-illustrated-thought-provoking-questions/
1.How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are? Probably 40-50 which is slightly insane but I really feel that's about where I am.
2. If you had the opportunity to get a message across to a large group of people, what would the message be? Probably that it doesn't matter what a person looks like, what really matters is who they are on the inside.
3. Is it possible to lie without saying a word? Yes.
4. If not now, then when? When ever you're brave enough, or never.
5. What would you do differently if you knew nobody would judge you? I'd be more out going I'd really express myself in a way I feel like I can't do now.
6. Are you holding onto something that you need to let go of? Yes, unfortunately it's emotional and not easily given up.
7. Have you done anything lately worth remembering? Yes, I went camping with some of my closest friends last week and learned more about them than I had in a very long time.
8. Who do you love? What are you doing about it? My friends and family, honestly not enough.
9. When is it time to stop calculating the risk and reward, and just do what you know is right? It was time a long time ago.
10. Do you think crying is a sign of weakness or strength? Weakness, it's why I avoid it if at all possible.
11. Would you break the law to save a loved one? Yes I would't even stop to think about it. I'd do anything for the people I love.
12. When your old, what will to you matter most? The people I love I imagine.
13. Do you ask enough questions? Or do you settle for what you know? You can never ask enough questions.
14. Do you celebrate the things you have? Yes I'm very grateful for every thing I have.
15. When it's all said and done, will you have said more than you've done? No, I don't think so I don't talk unless I have something to say that I think some one needs to hear.
16. When was the last time you tried something new? Last Tuesday, I believe.
17. Which activities make you lose track of time? To many to count I lose track of time a lot.
18. If you could do it all over again, would you change anything? Honestly, no I content with my life.
19. What is the difference between living and existing? You have to take risks and make your own decisions to live life.
20. If you had a friend who spoke to you in the same way you sometimes speak to yourself, how long would you allow that person to be your friend? I honestly have no idea. I don't really build myself up or tear myself down.
21. If you had to teach something, what would you teach? Science, like biology or maybe mythology or psychology.
22. Time or Money? Time no question.
23. Are you aware that someone has it worse than you do? Of course most of my friends have a much harder life than I do myself I'm extremely lucky.
24. What makes you smile? People who do the right thing.
25. What would you regret not fully doing, being, or having in life? I would regret not taking a few more risks and experiencing life more and not learning more.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Rants, rants how I love them
Okay so I don't think this is really going to be a rant. It'll be more of me just talking about all the stuff on my mind.
Okay well I guess I'll start with the fact that I have a new obsession, Marilyn Manson. My friend is and has been obsessed with him for longer than I've known her. She talks about why she likes him and things a lot. She also has his autobiography, which she left in my car the other day and I started reading I didn't get very far but I read enough to get me interested. I'll have to barrow it from her sometime and read the rest of it. So this weekend I've pretty much spent stalking him. He just started a tour and is coming to my town, which is kind of what started this. And now I really really want to go ad see him when he comes. But there's one problem, my father. He's coming on a Wednesday which means I'll be at my fathers house not only that it's on a school night. So now I have to think of a way to approach this so that he'll not only let me go but hopefully let me go with just me friend.
In other news since I last posted here I got and then lost a job. Alright so I didn't really lose it I just didn't get to keep it. I worked seasonally at target. I also took my ACT for the first time and got a 22 so it was alright but not great hopefully I'll be able to get it up a few more points and not have to worry about it any more. Then I need to figure out a few more instate collages I wouldn't mind going to as a back up plan in case I don't make it into the one I really want. I still need another job and I need to get my grades up.
God when did life get this complicated?
Okay well I guess I'll start with the fact that I have a new obsession, Marilyn Manson. My friend is and has been obsessed with him for longer than I've known her. She talks about why she likes him and things a lot. She also has his autobiography, which she left in my car the other day and I started reading I didn't get very far but I read enough to get me interested. I'll have to barrow it from her sometime and read the rest of it. So this weekend I've pretty much spent stalking him. He just started a tour and is coming to my town, which is kind of what started this. And now I really really want to go ad see him when he comes. But there's one problem, my father. He's coming on a Wednesday which means I'll be at my fathers house not only that it's on a school night. So now I have to think of a way to approach this so that he'll not only let me go but hopefully let me go with just me friend.
In other news since I last posted here I got and then lost a job. Alright so I didn't really lose it I just didn't get to keep it. I worked seasonally at target. I also took my ACT for the first time and got a 22 so it was alright but not great hopefully I'll be able to get it up a few more points and not have to worry about it any more. Then I need to figure out a few more instate collages I wouldn't mind going to as a back up plan in case I don't make it into the one I really want. I still need another job and I need to get my grades up.
God when did life get this complicated?
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
I;m glad his is anonymous
I turned 16 about a month and a half ago and that means I was lucky enough to get a car, but unlucky enough to have a birthday in the middle of summer. And since most places won't hire any one under 16 I couldn't start applying until the middle of summer when all the school kids had the jobs I would have been able to get. So as of now I'm still looking. My father has, since I turned 16, been acting like he has no trust in me and it was extremely sudden like one day he trusted me and the next he didn't. Earlier he was yelling at me about how I need to get a job like I had no reason to not have one. And yeah just having a mid-summer b-day isn't a good excuse but that's far from the only reason. On top of that we went on a ten day vacation the week after my birthday then I was taking driving lessons to get my license the week after we got back and the last two weeks I've had band camp from 8-5. I didn't think any one would want to hire me and then let me have all that time off. So I have been trying I just haven;t had a ton of time. And he is far from the only one helping to pay for my gas. just feel like he's turned against me and went from the person who understood me best to some one who doesn't really know me at all in such a short amount of time. And that's what hurts the most is that he's some one I care so much about.... :*(
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Toolbox
"I like hats." That's what Donald said the day before he killed Sally. Looking back he remembered the day very clearly. It wasn't a very special day but it was the day before his life changed completely. He had been talking to his friend Mike and a lady with a very large hat walked by. The hat looked to be made of a straw like material it had been painted blue and had a huge black feather on the side of it. "Just not that hat." he finished
"Well you must not have any taste in hats then," Mike teased. "Because that hat is amazing."
"Yeah I guess," Donald replied. He was skating on thin ice- that's all I can say. I hate it when people tease me about stupid things like that. What does it matter if I have good taste in hats or not? I think Mike could tell I was a little unhappy because his reply was simply forget it it's a stupid hat any way.
I left not to long after that to go and pick my parents up from the airport they had spent two weeks in Miami and they were supposed to get back at two o' clock that day. The plane ended up being two hour late. I sat in the air port waiting for them because I had nothing better to do. When they finally had gotten off the plane a found they're luggage they told me how much they had missed me and that they wished I had gotten to go, I didn't get to go because they said that school was much more important then a vacation ,but honestly I think they were glad I hadn't been able to go.
We reached home at around 5 o' clock and my little sister ,who had started taking up a lot of bad habits while my parents were gone, was happy to get several gifts from there vacation. They would always bring back things for us like they were trying to apologize for not actually taking us where ever they went. My parents traveled a lot so me and my sister were pretty used to this.
The next morning was the same as usual, I woke up, ate breakfast and went to pick Sally up and take her to school. Sally was my girlfriend, we went to school together but didn't have any of the same classes because I was a year older than her. When I got to her house she came out side in a bright yellow sun dress and I could see and rip in the back of it and she turned around to lock the door.
"Hello, Donald," she said.
"Hey, Sally. Um I think there's a rip in the back of your dress." She turned to look.
"Oh," She said. "You're right, I'll be right back let me go change."
"Wait we're going to be late. Come on it's not very noticeable you'll be fine." She reach for the handle to get out of the car. I grabbed her hand to try and keep her there so we could leave.
"Let go of me!" She screamed. I let go and I could see red marks on her wrists.
"I, I'm so sorry I didn't mean-"
"No I'm sure you didn't mean to be you did!" She pushed my shoulder then ran out of the car. I got out of the car to follow her. buy the time I reached the front door she was in the kitchen. "Get out! Get away from me!" She grabbed a knife trembling she looked so scared.
"I'm not going to hurt you, Sally put down the knife," I said softly trying not to scare, and praying to god she didn't do anything stupid with that knife. I walked toward her, she backed up until she hit a wall. I kept going when I reached her I tried to pry the knife from her hands. I got a hold of the handle and yanked trying to get it all the way away from her. When I finally got the knife and began backing up she ran at me. She tripped on the power chord of the toaster. I put my hands up to try and catch her she fell into me, into the knife.
There was blood every where, I din't know what to do. She was still alive but not by much. I sat down by her and held her head and just kept repeating that I was sorry over and over again. I don't think it helped but I didn't know what else to do.
"Well you must not have any taste in hats then," Mike teased. "Because that hat is amazing."
"Yeah I guess," Donald replied. He was skating on thin ice- that's all I can say. I hate it when people tease me about stupid things like that. What does it matter if I have good taste in hats or not? I think Mike could tell I was a little unhappy because his reply was simply forget it it's a stupid hat any way.
I left not to long after that to go and pick my parents up from the airport they had spent two weeks in Miami and they were supposed to get back at two o' clock that day. The plane ended up being two hour late. I sat in the air port waiting for them because I had nothing better to do. When they finally had gotten off the plane a found they're luggage they told me how much they had missed me and that they wished I had gotten to go, I didn't get to go because they said that school was much more important then a vacation ,but honestly I think they were glad I hadn't been able to go.
We reached home at around 5 o' clock and my little sister ,who had started taking up a lot of bad habits while my parents were gone, was happy to get several gifts from there vacation. They would always bring back things for us like they were trying to apologize for not actually taking us where ever they went. My parents traveled a lot so me and my sister were pretty used to this.
The next morning was the same as usual, I woke up, ate breakfast and went to pick Sally up and take her to school. Sally was my girlfriend, we went to school together but didn't have any of the same classes because I was a year older than her. When I got to her house she came out side in a bright yellow sun dress and I could see and rip in the back of it and she turned around to lock the door.
"Hello, Donald," she said.
"Hey, Sally. Um I think there's a rip in the back of your dress." She turned to look.
"Oh," She said. "You're right, I'll be right back let me go change."
"Wait we're going to be late. Come on it's not very noticeable you'll be fine." She reach for the handle to get out of the car. I grabbed her hand to try and keep her there so we could leave.
"Let go of me!" She screamed. I let go and I could see red marks on her wrists.
"I, I'm so sorry I didn't mean-"
"No I'm sure you didn't mean to be you did!" She pushed my shoulder then ran out of the car. I got out of the car to follow her. buy the time I reached the front door she was in the kitchen. "Get out! Get away from me!" She grabbed a knife trembling she looked so scared.
"I'm not going to hurt you, Sally put down the knife," I said softly trying not to scare, and praying to god she didn't do anything stupid with that knife. I walked toward her, she backed up until she hit a wall. I kept going when I reached her I tried to pry the knife from her hands. I got a hold of the handle and yanked trying to get it all the way away from her. When I finally got the knife and began backing up she ran at me. She tripped on the power chord of the toaster. I put my hands up to try and catch her she fell into me, into the knife.
There was blood every where, I din't know what to do. She was still alive but not by much. I sat down by her and held her head and just kept repeating that I was sorry over and over again. I don't think it helped but I didn't know what else to do.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Arrested character meme
I stole this from a friend on facebook who probably stole it from someone else.
Your character has been arrested, out of the blue.
For what? Who knows.
When and where? Up to you.
Your character has been dragged into one of those little interrogation rooms - the ones with the big one-way mirror (where your character can stare lovingly into his/her/its own reflection while creeping out the people beyond the glass). If your character has super-powers or advanced technology or has some forceful means of retaliation these cops don't care. They have whatever means necessary to keep your character where they are. You're supposed to know just as much about why your character has been arrested as your character does, so answer this all entirely in-character. No exceptions - don't fill this out if you don't plan to answer IC.
Remember your character has been arrested and hauled in for interrogation while doing nothing crime worthy. They don't know why they're in this situation, unless they are a criminal and might have an idea, and the cops have revealed nothing. Even if they have done nothing crime-worthy, ever, they've been arrested and must act accordingly.
If you have some sort of inseparable duo then, I'm sorry, but they've been separated. Answer for one of them, at the bottom you'll get to dictate the end (which may tie to your other character) anyway.
Bonus points if your character is on the police force and there's been a tragic mix-up.
To help with your answers:
The room is pitch black, other than the light shining directly into your character's face to make it possible for the cops to see your character but impairs your character's vision (if they're blind this isn't a problem to begin with).
There are two cops in the room, one is seated across a table from your character, for all intents and purposes his name is Fluffy. Fluffy has had a bad day and is seething with irrefutable rage at your character's alleged criminal activities (and the coffee he had earlier. It was half-cream. He loathes cream.). The other cop is by the door, your character will not know he's here until he speaks (unless they have some sort of ability/power/sense that would allow them to notice him), his name is Kroc. He is in an excellent mood, as he's indulging in sadistic fantasies starring your character.
They will both ignore any and all questions your character asks of them
This is a transition:
[1] Fluffy: We can do this the hard way... or the harder way. You give me any cute remarks and I get to have a field day with your face, ain't no good cops here to save you.
Cain: You guys haven't told me why you arrested me. How the hell am I supposed to tell you how/where/when/if I did this crime if I don't even know what it is?!?!?
[2] Fluffy: Yeah. I've seen that look before. You're thinking that was the lamest thing you've ever heard, weren't you? Bet you think you're awful clever, huh? Think I'm stupid? Well we'll just see who the stupid one is when you're behind bars. How you like that, smartass?
Cain: What look?! That's called annoyance! And I do think you're stupid for not TELLING ME WHAT I DID!!
[3] Fluffy: Let's start with the basics. Where were you last night 'tween ten an' eleven?
Cain: Hmm lets see between eleven and twelve? I was... camping. I got back this morning.
[4] Fluffy: Hah! You got the look of a killer, but nothin' happened last night 'tween ten an' eleven, but you knew that, didn' you? I saw that confused look in your eyes. Nah, we wanna know what you were doing at one in the morning last Wednesday.
Cain: I looked confused because I still don't know why I'm here! And how the hell am I supposed to remember where I was last Wednesday I don't even remember what I had for lunch yesterday!!!
[5] Fluffy: Just digging yourself a deeper hole. You think you can get away with that? We already know what you did last Wednesday. All you criminal folk are the same, thinking you can look all innocent and avoid persecution. Not while I'm around. Since we already know what happened and all why don't you tell us the truth?
Cain: THE TRUTH!! OH NO YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH APPARENTLY BECAUSE THAT'S ALL I'VE BEEN SAYING AND YOU'RE NOT LISTENING!!!!!!
[6] Fluffy: Gonna stick to the lies? Fine, fine, it'll make you look that much worse in court. Compulsive liar, adding it to the list. You've got quite the hefty file, did you know that?
Cain: I'm aware I've been here a few times yes. But I'm not a compulsive liar. And I think what you're doing right now is illegal, holding me here with out giving me a reason.
[7] Fluffy: May not realize it, but everything piles up. Shoulda joined the police force before it was too late for you; the things we get away with! Hey, we could've been friends! [From the corner, Korc, there comes a low chuckle.] Yeah, probably not, I'd never be friends with scum like you. Speaking of scum, know who we got as a witness? No? C'mon, it'll be fun, just give it a guess.
Cain: Ahaha it's always been to late for me the police force is the last place you'd ever find me and we would never be friends. Witness to what?!?!?!?!
[8] Fluffy: Not that I thought you'd figure it out, but I thought a criminal mastermind would be smarter. You ever even go to school?
Cain: Yes I'm in high school right now and I have very good grades thank you. And I'm not a criminal mastermind, just a regular mastermind! Thank you very much.
[9] Fluffy: I don't believe it. Oh, look, it says here you're a compulsive liar, I guess that fits, then. Well, it was easy enough catching you, no matter your education. Think you can learn from the experience? Think you could do better next time? Make it a little more interesting for us?
Cain: Maybe if I ever figure out why the hell I'm here.
[10] Fluffy: Yeah, yeah. Save it. Want some advice on how to do better next time?
Cain: Ha not from you but I'd love to know why I'm here.
[11] Fluffy: How about being less dense? I realize that's a lot to ask of you, but it might work out better if you really tried. What? Surprised? Thought I'd really help you out?
Cain: I told you I didn't want your "advice". Who's the dense one now?
[12] Korc: State your name for the record.
Cain: Cain.
[13] Fluffy: Really! This compulsive lying thing is really going too far, think you're cute, Vitamitamassimo? Think again.
Cain: Vit. what?! I think you've got me confused with some one else. And you were calling me dumb!
[14] Fluffy: You don't... really look much like these mug shots from the past. But... it does say you're a master of disguise. You got a number I can call? Someone to contact? I'm so fired if you're actually a civvie.
Cain: A civvie what is that some sort of stupid cop talk? And Oh my god I'm a girl!! Those mug shots are of a guy!! Why are you all so stupid?!?!?!
[Fluffy gets up to leave the room, pushing past Korc to investigate whatever information your character has given him, whether it be a phone number, address, identification or just their name. Below, write out the rest of the scenario using what you know of Fluffy, Korc, your OC and the environment. There may still be limitations on your character's powers and abilities, and any weapons they might have had on their person would have been taken away, but whatever was restraining them is now gone.]
Cain: Can I go yet?!
Korc: Nope you can't not till Fluffy is done processing the info we got... You really are a girl right?
Cain: .....Yes... Why?
Korc: Oh good...er uh no reason.
Cain: God all of you cops are disgusting!
I'm to lazy to write any more.
Your character has been arrested, out of the blue.
For what? Who knows.
When and where? Up to you.
Your character has been dragged into one of those little interrogation rooms - the ones with the big one-way mirror (where your character can stare lovingly into his/her/its own reflection while creeping out the people beyond the glass). If your character has super-powers or advanced technology or has some forceful means of retaliation these cops don't care. They have whatever means necessary to keep your character where they are. You're supposed to know just as much about why your character has been arrested as your character does, so answer this all entirely in-character. No exceptions - don't fill this out if you don't plan to answer IC.
Remember your character has been arrested and hauled in for interrogation while doing nothing crime worthy. They don't know why they're in this situation, unless they are a criminal and might have an idea, and the cops have revealed nothing. Even if they have done nothing crime-worthy, ever, they've been arrested and must act accordingly.
If you have some sort of inseparable duo then, I'm sorry, but they've been separated. Answer for one of them, at the bottom you'll get to dictate the end (which may tie to your other character) anyway.
Bonus points if your character is on the police force and there's been a tragic mix-up.
To help with your answers:
The room is pitch black, other than the light shining directly into your character's face to make it possible for the cops to see your character but impairs your character's vision (if they're blind this isn't a problem to begin with).
There are two cops in the room, one is seated across a table from your character, for all intents and purposes his name is Fluffy. Fluffy has had a bad day and is seething with irrefutable rage at your character's alleged criminal activities (and the coffee he had earlier. It was half-cream. He loathes cream.). The other cop is by the door, your character will not know he's here until he speaks (unless they have some sort of ability/power/sense that would allow them to notice him), his name is Kroc. He is in an excellent mood, as he's indulging in sadistic fantasies starring your character.
They will both ignore any and all questions your character asks of them
This is a transition:
[1] Fluffy: We can do this the hard way... or the harder way. You give me any cute remarks and I get to have a field day with your face, ain't no good cops here to save you.
Cain: You guys haven't told me why you arrested me. How the hell am I supposed to tell you how/where/when/if I did this crime if I don't even know what it is?!?!?
[2] Fluffy: Yeah. I've seen that look before. You're thinking that was the lamest thing you've ever heard, weren't you? Bet you think you're awful clever, huh? Think I'm stupid? Well we'll just see who the stupid one is when you're behind bars. How you like that, smartass?
Cain: What look?! That's called annoyance! And I do think you're stupid for not TELLING ME WHAT I DID!!
[3] Fluffy: Let's start with the basics. Where were you last night 'tween ten an' eleven?
Cain: Hmm lets see between eleven and twelve? I was... camping. I got back this morning.
[4] Fluffy: Hah! You got the look of a killer, but nothin' happened last night 'tween ten an' eleven, but you knew that, didn' you? I saw that confused look in your eyes. Nah, we wanna know what you were doing at one in the morning last Wednesday.
Cain: I looked confused because I still don't know why I'm here! And how the hell am I supposed to remember where I was last Wednesday I don't even remember what I had for lunch yesterday!!!
[5] Fluffy: Just digging yourself a deeper hole. You think you can get away with that? We already know what you did last Wednesday. All you criminal folk are the same, thinking you can look all innocent and avoid persecution. Not while I'm around. Since we already know what happened and all why don't you tell us the truth?
Cain: THE TRUTH!! OH NO YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH APPARENTLY BECAUSE THAT'S ALL I'VE BEEN SAYING AND YOU'RE NOT LISTENING!!!!!!
[6] Fluffy: Gonna stick to the lies? Fine, fine, it'll make you look that much worse in court. Compulsive liar, adding it to the list. You've got quite the hefty file, did you know that?
Cain: I'm aware I've been here a few times yes. But I'm not a compulsive liar. And I think what you're doing right now is illegal, holding me here with out giving me a reason.
[7] Fluffy: May not realize it, but everything piles up. Shoulda joined the police force before it was too late for you; the things we get away with! Hey, we could've been friends! [From the corner, Korc, there comes a low chuckle.] Yeah, probably not, I'd never be friends with scum like you. Speaking of scum, know who we got as a witness? No? C'mon, it'll be fun, just give it a guess.
Cain: Ahaha it's always been to late for me the police force is the last place you'd ever find me and we would never be friends. Witness to what?!?!?!?!
[8] Fluffy: Not that I thought you'd figure it out, but I thought a criminal mastermind would be smarter. You ever even go to school?
Cain: Yes I'm in high school right now and I have very good grades thank you. And I'm not a criminal mastermind, just a regular mastermind! Thank you very much.
[9] Fluffy: I don't believe it. Oh, look, it says here you're a compulsive liar, I guess that fits, then. Well, it was easy enough catching you, no matter your education. Think you can learn from the experience? Think you could do better next time? Make it a little more interesting for us?
Cain: Maybe if I ever figure out why the hell I'm here.
[10] Fluffy: Yeah, yeah. Save it. Want some advice on how to do better next time?
Cain: Ha not from you but I'd love to know why I'm here.
[11] Fluffy: How about being less dense? I realize that's a lot to ask of you, but it might work out better if you really tried. What? Surprised? Thought I'd really help you out?
Cain: I told you I didn't want your "advice". Who's the dense one now?
[12] Korc: State your name for the record.
Cain: Cain.
[13] Fluffy: Really! This compulsive lying thing is really going too far, think you're cute, Vitamitamassimo? Think again.
Cain: Vit. what?! I think you've got me confused with some one else. And you were calling me dumb!
[14] Fluffy: You don't... really look much like these mug shots from the past. But... it does say you're a master of disguise. You got a number I can call? Someone to contact? I'm so fired if you're actually a civvie.
Cain: A civvie what is that some sort of stupid cop talk? And Oh my god I'm a girl!! Those mug shots are of a guy!! Why are you all so stupid?!?!?!
[Fluffy gets up to leave the room, pushing past Korc to investigate whatever information your character has given him, whether it be a phone number, address, identification or just their name. Below, write out the rest of the scenario using what you know of Fluffy, Korc, your OC and the environment. There may still be limitations on your character's powers and abilities, and any weapons they might have had on their person would have been taken away, but whatever was restraining them is now gone.]
Cain: Can I go yet?!
Korc: Nope you can't not till Fluffy is done processing the info we got... You really are a girl right?
Cain: .....Yes... Why?
Korc: Oh good...er uh no reason.
Cain: God all of you cops are disgusting!
I'm to lazy to write any more.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Another rant type thing...
Okay so a few minutes ago my little sister walks into my room and says that my mother may have to get another job to pay the bills. Some of you may think nothing of this but it's a bug deal to me I hate not being able to help. I was planning on getting a job this summer after I turn 16 so that I can get gas money. It's weird to be almost able to get a job I've wanted one sense I was about 12 or 13 because I hate seeing my parents unhappy because of money it always makes me feel very helpless. I hate failure and I hate depending on people I like to be able to depend on my self and when you're to young to do much of anything it feels awful to sit at home hoping you're lawyer of a father is able to settle a case a bring home some money. Or to see you're mother struggle to find a job and not be able to do anything. It's one of the things that drives me to get a job and finish school and go after my dream job. My parents have made it through so much it makes me very proud to be there daughter.
Sorry I was really just rambling there but I feel much better. =D
Sorry I was really just rambling there but I feel much better. =D
Friday, February 18, 2011
I'm bored and the word demo on my computer ran out...
This is really not something you want to read it'll be full of mistakes and it will bounce all over the place. It's kind of a writing exercise I just made up. It'll be a bunch of short random song fics. for Naruto.
My Heart is the Worst Kind of Weapon- Fall Out Boy.
Sitting there on the ledge thinking of all the things that had happened in the last day I realize that most of it could have been avoided, but then I would of made the same mistakes some other time. I should have been content with the people around me and the ones who made me the happiest. Now most of them are either dead or they hate me, I'm stupid for thinking anyone would murder they're entire family with out a reason.
Seventeen Forever- Metro Station.
Pulling away I think of what my mother would have said to me if she could see me now. How she'd tell me I'd end up just like her, hurting, pregnant and then dead. Wishing I could just get her out of my head, why did I have to suffer for their mistakes. I hate how responsible I am because of it. I wish I could be a kid for just a little while but that won't ever happen we can't change the past and we can't control the future.
Right Round- Flo Rida I need to stop, if I keep going I'll probably end up dead or at least be wishing I was. But I don't want to this lets me enjoy myself, if only a little. The people around me disgust me though, I can't stand how they all look at each other like they don't have a care in the world or anything to do for the rest of their lives but enjoy this life. Maybe they don't but I'd bet that half of them do have some thing, a kid, a job or a family, that they do have something; anything to live for.
My Heart is the Worst Kind of Weapon- Fall Out Boy.
Sitting there on the ledge thinking of all the things that had happened in the last day I realize that most of it could have been avoided, but then I would of made the same mistakes some other time. I should have been content with the people around me and the ones who made me the happiest. Now most of them are either dead or they hate me, I'm stupid for thinking anyone would murder they're entire family with out a reason.
Seventeen Forever- Metro Station.
Pulling away I think of what my mother would have said to me if she could see me now. How she'd tell me I'd end up just like her, hurting, pregnant and then dead. Wishing I could just get her out of my head, why did I have to suffer for their mistakes. I hate how responsible I am because of it. I wish I could be a kid for just a little while but that won't ever happen we can't change the past and we can't control the future.
Right Round- Flo Rida I need to stop, if I keep going I'll probably end up dead or at least be wishing I was. But I don't want to this lets me enjoy myself, if only a little. The people around me disgust me though, I can't stand how they all look at each other like they don't have a care in the world or anything to do for the rest of their lives but enjoy this life. Maybe they don't but I'd bet that half of them do have some thing, a kid, a job or a family, that they do have something; anything to live for.
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