depressed. this is the low part. i fuck up every single good thing i have periodically. this gets me into trouble and kicked out alot. but whos to blame? is it the ones restricting me or my care free spirit that loves the thrill of the struggle? am i addicted to getting into tough spots that i have to survive and get my self out of, or do i just want the attention that follows. besides the side affects of bein free if only for a few hours, is the trouble that i get into not worth the few moments of freedom and careless actions any less fun ? am i the bad one for wanting to have fun and put my stress and boundries to the side? its not like im taking over the world and killing all in my way…its friends, its chill, its weed, its a drink or two, goodtimes…and then its over…simple really. to not want that should be rong. and to take that from someone simply because theyre not doing things your way should be a shame…all i want is to be free.

After Hours

The best part about you isn’t your personality or your looks or what you say… it’s the fact that when you look at me as I talk… all you can do is smile. And as I ask you why you’re smiling even though I know exactly what it is, you try to hide it, saying it’s nothing. But it’s just talking with me makes you smile like that doesn’t it? It makes you that happy to see me.

Well, would you like to know the best part?

Life

I thought that “having a life” was meant to have fun every day / night, drinking and partying and just “LIVE” .. 
But now I understand ..

Having a life does not mean you have to do things you don’t want to do and that others expect you to do, it’s about what you want, what is best for you. For if you fail to fulfill your own desires and dreams ,  just for making others satisfied, what’s the point of living then?