"if life was easy then it wouldnt be life." devan clements

makeup: God has given you a face and you create another

Religion in itself destroys the fourth wall and when that goes so does reality. I am no philosopher but within life there are challanges that we must all except.When life ends our remains are broken down to help create something new.Live evryday as if it were your last and you will never be bored, just paranoid.

Marriege is something Iam Been Thinking About I want To Share Someting

i am overlooked, constantly, i dont think i have any true take-a-bullet-for-me friends. my family is a mess. i stopped caring about alot of things.sometimes i feel like doin stuff that excites me with friends is all i have, and i am constantly held back from that. i wonder if i should bother being straightedge, people hate my music but its what i live by. And i hope i die before i become my parents and i hope i die before i get old and i hope i die before i hate everything and i hope i die unexpectedly and happy and young.

well i think that life is quite cool at the moment i am eating yummy cakes thank you

weird who thought of eyes

If air was black, we would all think we were blind.

YOU ARE DROPPING FOOTPRINTS!!! PLEASE PICK THEM UP THEY ARE YOURS! WE DO NOT WANT THEM HERE!

Yesterday I went with my sister to the Big Cottonwood Tree way in the back of our acreage. We pulled a wagon behind us, inside was two water bottles and some sandwiches. Lillie sat at the bottom of the tree and I climbed into the branches, we ate our meal in semi-silence, then I noticed why it was so quiet. I was all alone in the branches, there were no birds. I kind of started wishing there were, you never really think about it, but birds are like the natural music of the world. So I decided the Cottonwood Tree was missing something. - When we were done eating, we packed up and readed to head back to our house, but before we left I scattered some crumbs from my sandwich. Just in case. - Today we went back out to the Cottonwood Tree, and in place of the crumbs was a glossy black feather.