dreams

i find myself dreaming of things that i never, even now thought really mattered in this world we live in today. i try to change my dreams, but i feel as though no matter what i may do . i will always end up there. in that world of spying eyes and thoughtless words. i look at how i am now and how i think, and i realize that i am there now. i am there in spirit and in mind, just not in body...yet. i have always been told that i speak in very vague ways. does that mean that i am trying to hide something? hmmm...
i dedicate my love here and now to my little hippie that never bores of hearing about my hopless romantic side.
oh how i miss her being by my side in this hateful reality we once shared.

shut up lyz i love you

hahahahahahahahahahaha

"it's coming on christmas
they're cutting down trees
putting up reindeer and singing songs of joy and peace
oh i wish i had a river
i could skate away on"

someday's christmas makes me want to vomit or scream
does that make me a scrooge
what do you think
am i a hopeless romantic lyz?
i need you to be my psychiatrist
what's wrong with me lyz???
huhuhuhuhhu
god i need sleep
fuck ya

subconcious conformity

i was thinking today...
i love that people love their style, but technically it isnt you style if there are like even 20 other people like you. you may just like to wear short skirts and tight shirts and then bitch about conformity, but even just placing yourself into a named stereotype, is blatant conformity adn people are finding it okay, is it just me or am i just really tired?