Quotes added on Friday, January 3 2014

When I was younger
I used to hear
Love yourself
And think
"Who doesn't?"
But now
10 years later
I sit and
I think
Who does?

"Anything But Ordinary" Sometimes I get so weird I even freak myself out I laugh myself to sleep It's my lullaby Sometimes I drive so fast Just to feel the danger I wanna scream It makes me feel alive Is it enough to love? Is it enough to breathe? Somebody rip my heart out And leave me here to bleed Is it enough to die? Somebody save my life I'd rather be anything but ordinary please To walk within the lines Would make my life so boring I want to know that I Have been to the extreme So knock me off my feet Come on now give it to me Anything to make me feel alive Is it enough to love? Is it enough to breathe? Somebody rip my heart out And leave me here to bleed Is it enough to die? Somebody save my life I'd rather be anything but ordinary please I'd rather be anything but ordinary please. Let down your defences Use no common sense If you look you will see that this world is a beautiful accident turbulent suculent opulent permanent, no way I wanna taste it Don't wanna waste it away Sometimes I get so weird I even freak myself out I laugh my self to sleep It's my lullaby Is it enough? Is it enough? Is it enough to breathe? Somebody rip my heart out And leave me here to bleed Is it enough to die? Somebody save my life I'd rather be anything but ordinary please Is it enough? Is it enough to die? Somebody save my life I'd rather be anything but ordinary please I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.

She took a bullet and she blew out her brains
She didn't say goodbye, she just went away.

Nyctophilia
(n.) love of darkness or night. finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness.

                                                         Going to kill myself.

                                                         Maybe not today.

                                                         Or next week.

                                                         Or even next year.

                                                         But I can feel it.

                                                         I will end my life.

One day
in the middle of class
while everyone was working
my eyes filled with tears
because i knew
they were thinking
about their work
or friends
or what's happening after school
but all i could think of 
was how id much rather
be at the top of a building about to jump.

(And I feel the same way.)

mf

12AM
And my mind wanders.
I tend to think about
Something that happened
5 years ago, or something
That happened 2 hours ago,
Or something that could 
Happen 10 years from now.
My mind is like a hurricant,
It's a wreck.
It's full of beautiful yet
Awkful thoughts.
It's 1AM and my mind
Continues to wander.