

peace in the middle east, yo'.
a friend told me that, "some people wait their entire lives for their moment to shine, but you've been shining for your entire life." a wise and very true statement. people should realize how much they have to offer. People should realize how beautiful they are.
boys are suppressed from the color pink their entire lives, infact, they are told to despise it because it's a girls color, and then we grow into men, and if we have open minds it's like discovering a brand new color, almost as though it's a brand new invention, like a new color in the rainbow, a new color that's never been seen because society has suppressed it from men their entire lives, but who's willing to find it.
My after work volcano.
Do I want one slice of raspberry pie or an entire apple pie?
A Marine literally dragging a passed out girl an entire block and refusing a taxi, a ride, or other kind gestures, with onlookers all around it was certainly a sight, a sad one.
my six week love, experience, passion, hope, and faith have all been thrown to the bowels of hell.
the entire bowl of chips fell on the floor.
oh...speaking of barbwire...
an honest dollar is more valuable than a hundred dishonest dollars.
some people feel more pain in a day than i'll feel in my entire life.
the most complete feeling of helplessness with all inspirations geared toward comfort and love
the summer's theme.
what a small world...well maybe not, just a really big world with a whole lot of possibilities.
i don't want to just connect the dots...i want to be an entire new dot on the map.
some people play with cards and some people use the entire box.
i write my eyes with beauty.
it's funny how the world works fine, yet when you give humans a new device, then take it away, their entire world collapses and they don't know how to operate without it, despite working perfectly fine before given.
boredom. back home. what to do. this bedroom means much to me. my entire inspiration for years. my love. all of the value in this room. everything this room stands for. the freedoms, comforts, enjoyments. not many memories took place in the room itself like i intended. but without the room, there would be little love and originality. it is now a place to store all of these intimate times.