These are some thoughts and things that I have written down in poetry or quote forms inside a notebook. There are also some things from my journal. So please don’t criticize.

I’ve learned a lot about people throughout my life. There are people who see life the way they want to see it, and people who see life the way it really is.

We have yet another reason to wonder why we do the things we do, and why the world is still going round, after all of the trouble we’ve caused it.

It’s a storyline. A plot and a deathly ending. Sort of like the story of my life.

Hey pretty lady, do you suffer? Do you wish inside? Hey preppy boy, why are you smiling? Did you find something new to enjoy?

Winning, losing and scoring. It’s really all the same to me. It’s the same thing as doing something productive, all in all equal with the effort.

I look at myself in the mirror, and I think about my present, not my past.

So sing your sweetest song, so I can finally fall to my misery.

You’re exactly what I thought you’d be.

Life’s pretty funny that way.

I am my own rock. My own shelter. My own solid.

True love. I think it depends on what time it is.

I really don’t think that I’ve found the ‘one‘ yet. You know how I know? I don’t miss him when we’re apart.

I’ve written a new word everyday, written a new verse everyday, thought about what I’ve done everyday, wondered with awe, never I shall say.

The thing that usually catches my eye is how intense he is.

I’ve lived the life that a million people would kill for…but that’s only in my head.

How sweet the sound as it rolls off the tongue. How gentle the hands that she belongs. How lovely the eyes, so radiant they shine, curious, divine. So young and new, not sure of herself, a baby was born, a child of self.

Maybe it was never really what I wanted, or what I thought it was.

I will watch you, and hope for the best, I will know you, know all or your plans…

I want to possess your soul; do you have one? – Aquarius

I’m drowning in the river of my tears. You know, like the ones that are on your car window after it rains?

If you deepen yourself, maybe you’d have a chance.

I lost my past. It was easy to do. All I had to do was press the delete button…

Time is of the essence.

Find your secret hiding place. I promise you, someday you’ll need it