January 2011
December 2010
WatchEnjoy this. A video I made for a friend, who doesn’t have Bieber Fever.
Nobody wants to hear this, but sometimes the...
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In the Summer of 2011.
I’m going to live it big. Working selected Warped Tour dates, getting back to California, seeing my friends, seeing YouTubers, meeting new people. This is what I plan on doing. This is my drive to make myself a better me. These are my aspirations, these are my dreams, these are going to become my reality. Because lately I haven’t done anything, I’ve been a bum. Living a lie,...
everything has got to end sometime otherwise...
Never get too attached to anyone because...
what and if are two completely different words.
but when you put them together, what if? what if? what if? the question you’ll always ask yourself. What if I turned down this road? What if I let me feelings go? What if that never happened. So many possibilities, but if you never took the chance, or second guessed yourself, would you be where you are today. The what if’s in the world are keeping me back. Yeah it’s going to take...
“You meet thousands of people and none of them ever really touch you, then you...”
– Love and Other Drugs. (via nothingbutlife)
the game.
we all play it. you can accept it or deny it, but in the end you want to win the game. you want to overcome the obstacles and understand the reason why you won. The game? It’s simple. Knowing, resisting the temptation to not actually talk to someone, not think about the someone, not have any contact with them. Unless they contact you. And for a while now I was okay in the game, of course I...
writing.
Writing to keep myself sane, writing to let me feelings out, writing to make sure that nothing is in my way anymore. But it just seems that every time that I’m so close to that end zone I get pulled back 40 yards. Forgetting, forgiving, making peace with myself. That’s what I’ve been doing for the past couple of weeks, and for some reason now, of all times it’s beginning to...
strange
dennishegstad:
it’s odd when you introduce people to music, sub-cultures, experiences, habits (good/bad), friends, your mind and so much more … and then they act as if they got their on their own. friends/people are weird. don’t forget where you come from no matter how far you’ve gone from home. especially not the people who took you there. ps fuck my toes are freezing, my all saints boots still...
friends.
Acquaintances, regulars, people you meet on the street and smile too. They’re all judging you. From the moment you wake up and walk out from your dorm, house, etc. people are going to judge you. From the clothing you wear, to how you speak, and sometimes it’s tough. You wish it wasn’t true, you wish that everyone else was nice and would look past what you are, or are not wearing...
A lie on my tongue and a weight on my back.
Figuring out how not to be socially awkward at events, or meeting new people is a whole new world. Since everyone is judging you the moment you enter a conversation, the moment you make eye contact, and the moment you walk through that door. That nudge you need to make the first step, but the self confidence starts to fade away from you as you notice the people around you. The things you want to...
insomniac.
it’s starting all over again. the sleepless nights, the wondering of what ifs, and what could i have done to make it better, etc. my thoughts shouldn’t be alone anymore, in the essence of quietness. it’s not safe for me. i say things to myself that will probably never happen, or i’ll use it as a goal for a day and that would be the end of it. it’s different. i keep...
the rain in the city makes you think.
It’s 4AM, and my sleeping habits have completely changed. The rain is softly tapping against the window. I haven’t been able to sleep at a regular time since Wednesday and I find myself at times thinking. Thinking of what could happen if I ever took that step, what would happen to me if I failed. If I spoke my mind. These things creep into my mind when I least expect it. The silence...
