Wrote a song. :)
-drunken words are sober thoughts-

I think I'm going to Private my blog. 
So only certain people can read.

I don't know why is it, that when people think about Pyshopaths or Sosiopaths or those kind of things, the words that go into their brains is,
-Insane
-Murderer
- Dangerous
- Person in those white pillowed room kinda of a thing.

Been researching on those kind of things lately.
Let's just say, they've caught my attention.
And leave it at that.
No questions asked.

These people are humans too you know.
They're just 'a different kind' of human.
Thinking about what they go through makes you appreciate what you have.
The feelings that you feel, the hurt, the laughter, the pain, the joy.
Everything.
Doesn't it?

Life may not be all you want it to be, but at least you can be happy..
Mum always tells me, happiness is not something that happens. It's something you choose to be. You may be at depression but you can still choose to be happy, choose not for those things to bring you down.
Hey! Don't bring me down. :)

Appreciate what you have.
Eventhough at times, it seems to be the hardest thing to do.

-drunken words are sober thoughts-

And then there's the thought of how I find myself struggling to keep my calm, and to extend more tolerance. I try, with every fibre in me to keep breathing and just be cool about things, but sometimes it just fails me. And it's disappointing. Today really was just a day where everything was in place for me to blow my top. Talk about a serious need for zen.

I'm sorry then. I'm sorry that I cared. When all you say is that no one does. You want to be forever alone?! cause you keep saying that. You keep saying you have no friends. Well I'm sorry, but now I have my own problems to deal with, and technically they're bigger than yours.

Looking at life from a different perspective

You say you know me. Hmph, you never did.
Look through my eyes,see as I see,do as I do,be as I be,walk in my shoes and hurt your feet,then know why I'm like I am.

-drunken words are sober thoughts-

 

I have tattoos, so I'm a trouble maker. I have curves, so I'm fat. If I wear makeup, I'm fake. If I say what I think, I'm a bitch. If I cry some times, I'm a drama queen. If I have guy friends, I'm a slut. If I stand up for myself, I'm mouthy. Seems like you can't do anything now a days without being labeled. If I don't laugh at things, I'm emo. So what, go ahead and label me, see if I give a crap.

Today
I was approached by a homeless man who asked if i had any change
I only had two dimes, but i gave it to him anyways. As i watched him walk away, he put the dimes in someone's expired parking meter
Someone who can't afford to feed himself but helps others. 

 

My friend sent me that, and said that it has happened to him and a few of his friends. It's also a like on FB.

This gave me hope. :)

Thanks man.