
I basicly live for music, writting, and bubblegum.
Without those things I would be nothing.
I am not the worlds best writter, and don't pretend to be.
Billy Boyd is my hero.
I love to laugh, laughings my favorite ;)
I am here for my own pleasure, not for anything else.
My motto is to live the way you want, because truthfully, when you are about to die, what are you going to remember? All the wild times with your friends when you were on top of the world, or all the rules you never broke?
This poem was made by a friend of mine, its not fun, bubbly or exciting, but I like it.
I’m tired of feelings I cannot explain,
I’m tired of remembering nothing but pain.
I’m tired of friends that don’t really care,
I’m tired of parents they weren’t ever there.
I’m tired of poets, politicians, and press,
I’m tired of disasters making a mess.
I’m tired of words sugarcoated with lies,
I’m tired of people who wish they would die.
I’m tired of hypocrites speaking their mind,
I’m tired of humans pretending to be kind.
I’m tired of cliques, of sports, and fame,
I’m tired of innocents all getting blamed.
I’m tired of this land where everyone’s “free”,
I’m tired of those people who think they know me.
I’m tired of living a meaningless life,
I’m tired of seeing a world full of strife.
I’m tired of being helpless, alone, and afraid,
I’m tired of attention never fully paid.
I’m tired of this world we say is right,
I’m tired of this charade, of never seeing the light.