PATCHWORK

I have such a love/hate relationship with people…

I just fucking hate People. Just like people in general. Everyone seems to be letting each other down and I have a hard time handling how people can be the way they are and do the things they do….

And when I am completely fed up

Someone always seems to come through, full of unfabricated grace and compassion. And shows me how amazing and full of love a person’s heart can truly be. They show me the good in people and remind me why I love the people that I do and how lucky I am.

And they do all this without even knowing. without even realizing what they do. with no intentions.

That makes me love people the most. That right there is beautiful.

No Doubt Concert? YES PLEASE!

every morning play:

Well I guess that’s life when you see a dark road up the way and I guess that’s life when you gotta roll through anyway now don’t scream, don’t fight fear never ever made it go away same ghost town as yesterday made you feel like love was miles away Now those sleepless nights thoughts just cloud up my brain feeling helpless, repeating the same old memories of pain and I wish it would rain, yo gimmie starlit skies for dreamland I know it’s really smaller than it seems but when the pressure gets under my skin I just wanna get out and scream in the wind, yo The world we’re livin in is complicated the streets that we walk on are dark and jaded a wandering suld that’s filled with hatred in it is poison, the youth is tainted social engineering keeps us separated media control is highly overrated ignorance is bliss to those uneducated listen to the message cuz it’s time we faced it I’m controller of my destination gotta change my mind to help me break away the sun creeps over the hillside to shed this light no man could take away and I guess that’s life you see a new side from the norm a new direction and meaning to the form and the calm in the eye of a storm, yo Show me a desert that can never be drenched I’ll show you a thirst that can never be quenched temptation chronicles, the story of my life been spent on a dose of balancing strife inspiration it comes and goes you can bet when it hits, I’m on the phone singing to my voicemail trying to get it down in a sensation of shape shifting sound you’re telling fables to cover up your foibles from overindulgence on things you find enjoyable designed to take my mind away from the truth try to make me out to play the sleuth they want you to think someone’s watching you so they can make up a set of rules for you I’m just trying to find a path that I can stomach just trying to make some sense out from it, unh don’t stop, don’t stop what you got don’t stop til you find the sweet spot Wake your mind up, clear your eyes up move and rise up before your times up clock is ticking, your caught slippin’ stop to realize, look and listen

What career would allow me to “People Watch” all day?

It’s my destiny!

He hears one thing. Sees Another. But the two are the same.