i keep having flashes of things i shouldn't do.. but what i want to do. and knowing me, it's going to happen.

and it's like what my friend said to me a while ago : everyone wants to be part of a minority. everyone wants to feel like they're being discriminated against for doing something "individual."

[+] i updated my poetry dland with one poem. it's been written down for months, but just now updated.

and its making me want to make it big someday. get out of this shithole and really find a place that i can feel unique. a place that will inspire me, because when i'm here, i feel confined. i'm begining to feel numb from everything. it's just pushing me that much more.

someday: i'll be written down in history someway or somehow and you'll regret not talking to me.
- you'll regret making fun of me all those years.
- you'll regret not lending a helping hand.
- you'll regret that you weren't my friend.
and somehow, i'll find a way to rub it all in and you won't be able to sleep at night. you'll lie awake recapping all the incidents. but at the end of the dream there will always be the locked door you left blocking me.

i'll work to own my image. i'll be bigger than you. i am bigger than you.
you sparklehorse, you.

xxxx