Me Against the World...

What can I say? ALOT!

But imagine having things, no, more likely thoughts hitting you at from the front, back, side to side, above and below and from the inside.

Yea, like Gia said, life's like a box, six sides.

You always wished yourself to be somewhere, but when you're there, how do you know you're there? How do you know there is really where you want to be? How do you know if where you want to be is the best place for you to be? How do you know the difference between where you want to be and where you should be? How about where you are now? How do you know when is the best time for you to leave where you are and be elsewhere? How do you get there? How prepared are you when you're there?

See what I mean? I'm making a mountain out of an anthill. I'm good at that. Getting better. Maybe I should just go to bed... But how do you go to bed when you're not sleepy? Maybe I should take those suspicious colored pills someone gave me. What if I will never wake up tomorrow?

I think the mind is like a monkey on high trees, it refuse to go still, maybe it's time for someone to shoot the monkey, but i dont have a gun.

And the picture says alot about what I'm thinking and feeling right now. It's a photo of a dumb guy posing a fight with a dead, no, make that very dead and most likely a replica of a dinosaur called Tyranosaurus Sex, I think I might've misspelled that, it's a Tyranosaurus Rex. It's a dumb thing. The guy wouldn't do that pose if the Mr/Ms Dino is alive a breathing and most likely hungry all the time. He'd be running for his life with the ground shaking beneath him and the dino chasing the sh*t out of him. So which one is me? Me the human would pose like that infront of me the dino bone. But then again, I think I relate to the bones myself. Imagine something as majestic and feared like T-rex reduced to a pile of bones that cannot stand by it's own. I could relate to that. At my current state of mind, I could related to anything. Sensitivity- some people call it a blessing. A blessing to feel. But like a sponge, one can only absorb x amount of water. No more.

Dorothy Parker once said "Guns are unlawful, nooses all gives, gas smells awful, might as well live".

But then again Oscar Wilde said "Always forgive your enemy, nothing annoys them so much".