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We're getting to old for this shit, world. 

more hope and deprivation

ponderponderponderponder

i should write something. i should put something out there. This week, this week was interesting. It was a good week-i havent had a good week in a long time. Hardly anything bad happened-

                           isn't it weird that i'm so used to people being broken that finding out a friend of mine is hurting, sad, depressed doesn't shock me anymore.

-and a few good things did happen. I don't know how long this will last. The sun is out, its warm, i have great friends and the greatest view in the world. What could go wrong.

Why do i tourture myself with thoughts about things that i cant change whyy don't i just accept things for as they are.

thats my goal-to accept myself and accept the past.

Cause, fuck, how am i supposed to live if i cant move forward.  

hopes and depravation

i realized a long time ago that i feel like i can't ever be one hundred percent happy. My reasons are legit, though, for one, i know that every good thing ends up having an end
    -but is that reason to not enjoy the present? It'll make youappreciate what you have even more
And when that end comes its like a big, sinking feeling. A starving feeling. The worst feeling-sadness is not the opposite of happiness. This, what i am talking to You about, is.
That's just one reason. The other one is more psychological-i'm to stuck in the past to fully enjoy the present.

When good things come around i'm so certain that it's not going to last or that it's not going to happen or that hesheit will stop liking me or never liked me in the first place or it's all just a joke or i really didn't win first place it was just a mistake or oops no one ever really liked you we just felt bad for you.
my worst nightmare is
      -no its not you just realized that it is
that everything good i have in my life will suddenly go away. That every good thing in my life was just a facade.
That nothing is real.
i'm afraid that nothing is real.

Gonegonefeeling

im going to talk to you now
who ever comes across this
see if you ever feel this way too sometimes

theres this feeling i get its like
fucking emptiness

and its a trigger
its just like this little trigger light switch thing goes off in my brain
set off by some innocent bystander who has no idea that there little side comment could make this effect in any sane person
but really am i sane
just add an N and you have your answer
am i sane am i sane am i sane am i sane i sane i sane i sane i sane isane isane isane isane insane insane insane insaneinsaneinsaneinsane
maybe


but then sometimes its likelike god damn somedays it happens out of NOwhere
just sporatically
randomly
antagonizingaly
unconventionally

im walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking walking and then i

fall

but my insides stay where they were
you know
like when you go on a ride and your heart is
in your throat

or when you go down a hill suddenly
except for
i love that feeling
and this feeling that i am talking about now
just makes me
numb
sad
alone
tired

and its out of nowhere
no reason
just me and my mind then a few days later ill feel fine and ill be like
maybe ill be okay maybe i dont need help maybe it was all in my mind maybe it wasnt actually that bad
but it was
it so was
when am i going to realize that this isnt just some passing phase
ive been this way for the past five years
im lost

And if I don't figure this out soon, I may never get a chance to be fixed. 

rantrantrant

Esto es algo que publique en mi face, cuando vi una cosa que publico un chico-aiiidios bueno,

Me da bronca que aun en 2013 leo publicaciones de pendejos diciendo "n*gger", "negros de mierda", o otros difamaciones raciales. Ya se que los que publican esos pelotudeces ni sabeen los implicaciones de lo que dicen, ni saben lo grosero que son algunas de esas palabras, no se dan cuenta de los años que esa genta a quien estas llamando nombres estuvieron maltratados, los años que pasaron con gente pelotuda llamandoles cosas asi. Ni se dan cuenta de cuantos años pasaron tratando de conseguir igualdad. 

Ya se que no lo dicen con la intencion de insultar generaciones sobre generaciones de culturas, pero si van a ser tan ignorante, mejor ni digan nada.

Vice#5 equality

crazy. Individuality hate and conformation.

This world is a crazy place. Pushing perfection and imperfection and fitting in by not fitting in, and loving eachother by hating and looking for peace in the barrel of a gun we're all going crazy here and I don't know if it's always been this way or if its just these generations No i'm sure it's always been this way..must be a part of human human human nature but is it Natural to hate? And if it is, why, why why why is that the norm? Since when did that fucking start! to be the norm, why did we evolve that way? Why didn't we evolve in a way that made us sort out our issues in a different way?
                                    andthen why do we all feel so pressured towards perfection-why do I have to feel so uncomfortable in my own skin-what did I do to deserve this? and What did They do to fall into such a dark
                 place,
                           so deep and slippery
      and just open enough for you too see the light streaming in through the top of the hole  so you have that little glimpse of hope but the walls of this shitplace are so slippery that when you try to make your way up you just slide right back
                                   d
                                      o
                                     w
                                       n again we are NOT made unique we are all born the same we make our own differences as we grow up-and what makes us who we are is not where we were born or the color of our skin or what music we listen to or what we wear or what classes we are in or who our friends are or who we love or who loves us. What makes us who we are-are our scars, our issues, our past-our memories and our thoughts  That's what makes us unique, not what some society claims our individuality to be. so why even if we understand this why do we keep trying to conform to this sense of differentiation? material items and fake promises do not make us someone ourselves.
They just keep us the same as everyone else.  

otherside

    Oh girl This boat Is sinking

                                                                 It won't be us
   
There's no sea left for me
              It wont Be Us                                     
                   
                                                                      How long How long will I slide   
                               

                     And how the sky seems heavy       

it WON'T be US

                       
                         

                        IT won't be US

                                       
       Never got Up                                                

                                          When you are underneath Oh, 
 
               Separate my side

                                       It WONT be US 
                                                                 
                                                                        it won't be 

            I don't

                                    It wont Be US

                                                                             I want to sail away from here


                                    I don't believe it's bad


                                                     IT won't be US 
          And god, he came Down 
                                                             down
                                                                                down
It won't be Us

Down          
                             down 
           down
                                                  Never got up
   down                             
                                              down
             
                                                                And said
                 down
It won't be US
                                                     Slittin' my throat is 
                                 down
                                         
                           
                 We live on the cusp of Death 
thinking that
                                                 
                                        all I ever
                         it WON'T
                                                                                         down
 BE
                                                       
 had.
                       down
     us. 
         
                                             Nothing.