Simply Vintage

Sometimes its the simple words that hurt the most.  

happiness

why is it so hard for me to trust… without trust you can’t have happiness… damn… i wish there were people who actually understood me. 

The short end of the stick

so fed up with people thinking just because i’m a nice person that you have the right to take advantage of me.  

Its that thought and philosophy that has turned this world into the horrid place that it is.  A place where we have to go out of our way just to highlight a good deed that someone performed.  Why do we have to do that?  why can’t we just live each day performing good deeds for each other? 

oh yeah… that’s right…. because there’s people like you in this world…. 

not much to say. haven’t had anything to say for a while…. sometimes silence can sting.

night time.

every night. 

i fight the urge

every night. 

i close my eyes. 

and every night. 

i go to sleep. 

each night. 

i dream. 

each night. 

i dream of you. 

and each night.

i wake. 

each morning.

i rise. 

each morning. 

i think of you. 

and each morning. 

i wonder…

will i ever see you? 

let’s think about it

yea… i want to write… but i’m drawing a blank.  I need inspiration to do something great. 

i want to be something more than I am. i need to be more than i am today. 

for tomorrow… 

for you … 

healing

what does it take to say you’re healed? honestly i don’t know…. 

simply stated its the simplistic signals that signify stability and stature that simply see no simplicity in my slice of life.  

i wish i knew what it meant to be whole again. things just drift by, in and out of my life.  I know that, i appreciate that… but i can’t help feeling i’m not whole….. i wonder why i’m forced to suffer this pain.  i’m trying to deal, but dun kno how. 

I’m back from the Dead

“Just call out my name. 

No matter what’s in your way. 

Nothing can stop me. 

Don’t care what they say

Not if you need me. 

I’m coming back from the Dead.”

These lyrics are ridiculous… Chris Rene is crazy talented.  makes you think about how far you actually go for the ones you love.  People will surprise when you least expect it.  Too bad I’m never surprised…. ever.

a thought

at first glance, a thought is only a notion.  a tiny part of it.  It can be written down as a single word, or expressed with a single look.  But ultimately… the simplest thought always comes from the biggest desire.  The desire to full some sort of void, created by lack of resources, energy, or knowledge.  What makes these thoughts start, i would like to know because these thoughts sure are “interesting” 

a thought turns to an emotion.  the emotion turns to a feeling. the feeling turns to a way of life.  then when you remove that way of life is so sudden a fashion that there is a new void created.  The new void creates a thought and a new way of life of its own, that can either be good or bad for the person.  

I “thought” that maybe trying to fill that void with the original thought may help.  this thought has now turned to an emotion. good luck thought…. may something of your life…. 

(hahahahah i doubt anyone will follow this analogy - but it would be awesome if u could.) 

KY

i miss you. i wish i had a way to bring you back into my life.  the part of me that’s me, but not really me. so… instead… 

shots! shots! shots! yea~