I’m really sick of people acting like they know me more than I know myself.
I try really hard to be a really good person, because I want that for myself. But no matter what it is I do, I never reach anybody else’s complete, unconditional approval. If it’s not one thing its always another. And honestly, that is okay with me. I only want to live up to MY own standards, because those are the only ones that matter. I love myself, and who I am, and I am proud of...
Falling deeper and deeper in love,
With Margot. It’s amazing.
Life has a funny way..
Of being very humbling and flattering all at the same time. I feel like I can take on the world.
Something I've learned about writing is,
understanding other peoples perspectives. I used to think it wasn’t important, but it really really is. Writing about life from your point of view is personal and touching, but I think understanding somebody else’s life, or perspectives, is just as personally intriguing and genuine.
Kristian Matsson is a genius.
Now the dust will rise, dress the olden skies Just a gallery of words we’ve used too much It’s a feathers weight but what if it’s too late To be building up our muscles in distract Put me on the mornin’ ship and I will take the trip To return with all the treasures of our past It will always seem like a glowin’ dream So honey won’t you let me in I said honey...
mmm bright eyes.
Lately I’ve been wishing I had one desire, Something that would make me never want another, Something that would make it so that nothing matters, All would be clearer then But I guess I’ll have to settle for a few brief moments, And watch it all dissolve into a single second, And try to write it down into a perfect sonnet, Or one foolish line ‘Cause that’s all that...