it’s always about timing. it’s about delivery. it’s about approach.
and about taking a fucking chance and risking it all.
a risk that exceeds everything. a chance to do what you’ve always wanted. a reason to touch the very skies above. a moment to surpass all experiences.
it’s coming.
when i achieve my masterpiece…you’ll simply be astounded. all that i’ve worked so hard for shall come to fruition.
“today i asked for a god to pour some wine in my eyes…today i asked for a god to shake some salt in my life.”
and what shall be said? everything. nothing. who cares? there will be pain, there will be hatred…and there will be bliss.
bliss that has never before been seen.
my wings have been tucked for far too long, and it’s time they spread…but i fear they’ve darkened over time. you’ve asked me to be dreadful…and for this last selfish moment…i will tear through you if you remain in my way.
never ask questions you don’t want answered. your instincts are always going to be true, i’ve proven that many times. perusing my past…i’ve proven it. everything i ever questioned, i’d answered myself. my eyes were shaded in grey, i wanted to believe i’d been wrong…i wanted to believe the blood on my hands belonged to someone else…but it was always my own. it was always my damage and my own wounds.
the stars will heal me, i’ll find solace in the heavens, and i will soar once again.
i’ve found where i belong, i’ve reattained WHAT i am and WHO i am.
sadly for you…it’s not the “sad sack hippie” philosophizing about how different i am and how i was “picked on” in high school. i choose to be different? perhaps you choose to be the same. i’m happy in my shoes…even the ankle high platform boots i may choose to wear. you be happy in your permanent pressed slacks and button down ironed shirts.
and again…trendy? makeup wearing? goth? nin and rollins spewing? sure…keep quoting what you hear on tv…keep believing you can stereotype and place me in a box. keep playing the guitar and believing you are “expressing” yourself. hey, i bet the popular radio stations are going to tell you what to listen to tomorrow, be sure and check it out, i’m sure it can help define your “originality.”
wise men have said…”you hate someone because you want to be just like them.”
pay attention to that…next time you want to mock someone for being different…is it because you are so shallow and conservative that you really despise them for what they are? or is it simply because you don’t have the fucking guts to follow your own path and stand alone against the crowd?
i am becoming.

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~Betty Jean~ Balch
Prepay attention to that…next time you want to mock someone for being different…is it because you are so shallow and conservative that you really despise them for what they are? or is it simply because you don’t have the fucking guts to follow your own path and stand alone against the crowd?

i am becoming.

This is great to live by.
Preach on Brother!! Get me some Church up in ‘dis house.
Reply4 years ago

Blake Cover
I don’t mock people for being different. I mock people because I’m a bitter asshole.
Reply4 years ago

Random
Keep posting them as Private, and I’ll stop reading… ;P
Reply(1)4 years ago

Daniel Self
oh it wasn’t a privat epost, it was a repost of something old that i wanted to keep track of, no worries mate.
4 years ago