I like Katy Perry. What the fuck is wrong with me?
I feel like I’m caught I’m a nightmare so much but I know it’s not. It was so hard to sleep knowing that and wakin up to the same evil daily.
Christopher Johnson McCandles
F. Scott Fitzgerlad
Sometimes stuff kinda creeps in from the back of my mind, makes me feel so i don’t know, i mean so many things I’ve said you know and i know how you feel and sadly why it all happened but I get in these odd feelings kinda like moods but they feel like something else and I feel like I’m dreaming but im awake and know all the stuff that’s transpired has really happened. It’s like my mind shuts down for a few and all the bad comes out cause the door that held em in unlocked from the power goin out and I know then I’m not dreaming and it’s so hard to wanna sleep knowing I’m waking up to this. Its small seeping of the mind that kill reality and condense it to something else sometimes.
So much time passes and goes and has its own effect on everything, what you do with it i guess is the main part but I feel like time “wasted” wasn’t wasted at all if said person enjoyed it. It’s hard to find a person, let alone people that make someone realize that or really understand that.
So much comes from the mind but that’s what gives life, illustration to your body parts, the feelings…I mean my heart feels but it actually just pumps blood and is very nasty looking but fuck, it hurts sometimes and I’m not talking 45oz coke and McDeath meal I mean it feels like something is squeezing it. I don’t know.. I feel like sometimes I did it and I’m gone and this Is my “hell” if there is one…I want my light back, I want my heart and life back. No more darkness.
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar,
I love not man the less, but Nature more.