January 2011
14 posts
I seriously do not get directionless people. Hippies. Hobos. Whatever. People who fleet from one thing to another every other week. I don’t get it. Sure, we are all entitled. Say it like you mean it. I am a go-getter. You are not. I have no desire to make you change the way you are, so can we please just live our separate lives and move on please. GOD.
I cannot emphasis greatly enough the importance of being brave. In life, in work, in relationships, in emotion - I hate having fear, I don’t believe in being meek. I love people who get out there and do their own thing, regardless of what it is. Today has taught me that bravery is possibly one of the most incredible traits in a person.
This has already been the most eventful Summer break...
My hair smells like a mixture of deep fried food and car exhaust (from our emergency meeting at Gardens) but I’m not doing anything about it. I’m sitting here googling whatever I can about the floods and about school transfers because this is the only way I can keep calm about a huge part of my life being ripped away from me and not being able to do anything about it. All I can do is...
Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts? Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts. So it’s fairly simple to cut right through the mess, And to stop the muscle that makes us confess. And we are so fragile, And our cracking bones make noise, And we are just, Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys
