I'm pretty much leaving this account for dead. I may check it periodically, but i have doubts about me ever posting anything on here again. Thanks for the fav's and the comments and whatever else. I have a pair of new accounts that are active, but you'll have to stumble upon them yourself. I'm starting fresh.

Summer is too fun to be productive.
Fall is going to be crazy as hell.
Winter will probably kill me.

why do we do the things we do
why is not enough to do something for yourself
why are the necessary thing so difficult to do
but the worthless so easy

why am i questioning these things?
do i have a choice
will i even know
will i ever get off this nihilistic wall of indecision
who knows
i may be slippling off it right now

i guess all i can do is keep moving
and hope for the best
because prayer is useless
god won't show
he never does

we bleed for others more than we do ourselves

things happen inside that have no outlet
or maybe i just don't know where the outlet its

somehow i feel this endless contemplation will help me find myself
but it hasn't yet
so on to something knew
with the best intentions

i should be reading right now
ill get on that

adderall is scary good

and the computer does not run fast enough for my brain

it's 5.15am
the sun is coming up
i go to sleep
a new day begins

with no idea what it will bring
i sleep soundly
hoping for the best
looking forward to the worst

because

if you shoot for the bottom
you won't be disappointed when you hit the top