its funny how you barly knew me back in high school. and still to this day you chose to judge me yet you dont even know who i am. 

continue to poorly talk about people you dont know. it doesnt affect me nor do i care. i guess its a complement that you know of me, and if by chance i meet you here in the near future again i will most likely be very polite and mature and treat you with respect even though i dont need to its just the kind of person i really am. 

this week

I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU FEEL THIS WEEK, AS LONG AS YOU DON’T FEEL NOTHING. GET INFLAMED WITH HUNGER OR SADNESS OR LOVE, BUT DON’T SUBMIT TO APATHY. DON’T LET YOURSELF BE SHUNTED INTO NUMBNESS. YOU CAN’T AFFORD TO BE CUT OFF FROM THE SOURCE OF YOUR SECRET SELF, EVEN IF IT MEANS HAVING TO FEEL LIKE HELL FOR AWHILE. AND THE ODD THING IS THAT IF YOU’RE WILLING TO GO THROUGH HELL, YOU WON’T HAVE TO GO THROUGH HELL. SO TO HELL WITH YOUR POKER FACE. BE A WILD THING, NOT A MILD THING. 

fearful

i honestly am so happy i am afraid.

im fearful things will get worse after they've been good for so long. 

like everything its a vicious cycle. 

cant this happiness stay consistent. 

please.. 

the way we judge.

Stop having set "qualifications" for a boyfriend/girlfriend. Being a lover is not a fucking job, and your not hiring a fucking employee. And yes, they will make mistakes. Yes, they will be different from what you expected. They're human, and they have no fucking idea what they are doing. But they love you, and the love every minute of you. So please, give them a chance.

age.

i think i am loosing my youth a little and i wonder why im nothing like rest of you young adults.