That’s not a plan.. That is just a great idea that you call a plan; yet in reality, you truly have no way to make that “plan” of yours happen; therefore, it is only a small hopeless hope sitting at the back of your mind, that momentarily makes you feel motivated, and makes you think that you have the power to do anything in this lifetime, because that is what this sick world has preached. You can do anything? Really now? Then why is that there’s children all over the world that can’t even be graced with something as small as an education, or even the ability to read? Why is it that people lose the “love of their lives” on a daily basis? And why is it that there’s families everywhere that have literally stretched themselves across the map just to keep food on the table? Weird concept, isn’t it? Because I feel like those people are the most motivated people in the world. Motivation for love, food, education, things along those lines are natural.. I’m just confused about the fact that people who strive for money, and fame, sex, drugs, whatever else, tend to reach it… but the genuine people with innate needs are always struggling. Funny world, eh?

I’ve started going to church again. Such a simple concept, but it took me years to realize that’s all that has truly been missing. Anything else has been kept close in spirit.

And that’s alright

Beginning my Brand New tribute tattoo this week. It’s going to be fucking beautiful and I cannot wait. 

On a more positive note:

My tonsillitis finally went away, and I feel much betttaaa. 

SUMMER 2012. 

If my parents don’t stop fighting, I’m going to slap them both upside the head. This is EXACTLY why I was so opposed to moving back home when they originally asked me to. Currently looking at rental homes.. Far away from here, for that matter.

I’m just ready for my best friend to move here. I love him so much. This month is going by so slow already, and it just started. 

P.S Dad, if you tell my mom she’s a bad mother again, I’m going to fucking go psycho.