Gojira<3
The sickness of this world is destroying all the dreams
The fools are kings, tearing apart the soul
The race for complication communicate reaction
The lack of heart of men, I grow distant from the core
Borrow this body for a lifetime, earthly material
My soul unraveled out of mental
The shell returns to dust
I focus on the present concentrate on what I find
Accelerate the vision high beyond the curse of time
Bring light to my attention, the walls of vacuum fall
This force increases and tells me where to go
Follow, I enter my dimensions, awakened heart of life
Enforce my senses, I’m understanding
I find the will to live straight
I feel the change I see the vicious circle
Finally turned into a virtuous one
Having the whole world in my hands, filled
Timelessness
Out of the frame I feel so vast I’m all around myself
Imaginative interaction
But I keep struggling inside to hold this always
Forever there
Is it the fear to fall in space that keeps us from understanding
The only way to find the power is to look inside
Increase your fall on purpose and let this river flow
Now you hold this secret appeared out of the vacuum of space
Remain in what you are, the center of your life
You made it to this point no one can tell you how
You crawled and bled all the way but you were the only one
That was tearing your soul apart, you finally find yourself
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SLqsJCW_Yww&playnext=1&list=PLA3EB6148CFAAF1BB
Your life will be full of misery if you don’t change this cycle and start living for yourself.
You think you would do something for yourself once in a while. So you try and do something that you think is for you but in the outcome you know you did it for someone else, for their benefit, never yours. Your the one who always gets hurt. Is that what you were made for? For bringing other people pleasure rather than yourself? Were you meant to always ache? Your head, your heart, your body…drowning in a sorrow so deep you can never get out. This hole is what you can call home, because really you have never had a home. You’ve always wanted that person who considers you their “number 1” but your never going to be that. You have always been put in seccond place. Yeah sure everyone seems to like you, but…you’re always number 2, 3, in this case even 4.
Don’t count on anyone. Because they will leave you. Who are you to count on then? You can’t count on yourself because you always put others infront of you.
Maybe i’ll think about changing some more.
Oh yeaaah
OH yeaaaaah. Free time in class=tumblr time.
I love those guy friends that look after you.
Looking after you as in, if you talk about other guys that you like, they won’t get jealous or clingy. Instead, they’ll tell you if you’re wasting your time or to be careful. Those guy friends that protect you from getting hurt. They warn you about anything. They just care for you and you can talk to them about anything. There’s no awkwardness between you two and he makes you feel good. Yeah, that guy. A friend.
tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
I would like to visit the entire planet.
says it all.
i’m still a child.
i want to grow up and be thin and beautiful
like i had imagined through young teen years
I am 17 almost 18
still thick and plain.
i am still waiting to grow up
and it is not coming soon enough.
When will my time come, when will things feel right?
yeah.
Society is the source of corruption….to an extent. We bring these things upon us so, technically we are the only source of our own corruption…but
I think i want to move away. Far away. From everyone.
Some thoughts that go into my head each day shouldnt be there. I wonder if anyone is thinking the same thing, but i really doubt it. These things that i see arent meant to be, in this head i call home because i really don’t have a home. See, you wouldnt understand. Maybe doing these things i’m doing brings back those memories of someone from the past, or maybe i’m just being stupid. No one will ever know the answer but me.
Make-up, designer clothes, heals, won’t change who you are.
The thing about pain, is that its loud and hard to miss. “Changing” wont make the pain go away miss i’m sorry.
I’m changing because i don’t like who i am anymore. My feeble self is coming back out to play, the outcome isnt going to be pretty.
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