game called life by leftover cuties

I will go to Santorini Greece before I die.

Looks interesting

until we bleed by kleerup ft. lykke li

I need more color in my life.

I like it 

when you change something about yourself where it's subtle enough

that people will not notice, but to you it is a difference.

         So I talk to the people I see everyday, and as I'm

         talking, they  don't seem to notice what changed and as 

         they talk I stare at them and wait if they'll ever 

         notice, but most of the time they won't. I like that.

Another similar feeling I like – you arrive from another 

state or country and you're walking around in your new 

location knowing that just a couple hours ago you were in 

another state/country. That's a fun feeling.

         

          Or I remember the day I got my braces off. I stop 

          by a store and shop like any other person, but no one    

          knows that an hour ago I had braces.

          I always wonder when I pass by other people everyday, 

          if they were just in another state or if they had just

          done something new to their hair whether it's a simple

          cut, perm, or dye, or if they've just experienced 

          something extraordinary that no stranger will ever know.

I have this horrible habit of deleting posts that I've shared my thoughts in, because I feel stupid or ashamed of what I've written when I look back on it.
I think I'll stop that and use this blog as an outlet for my random rants, frustrations, and thoughts and if I sound stupid, it's okay.

there is a light that never goes out by the smiths 

gogol by gonzales

I just cut 2 inches off my hair with a pair of scissors I've had since elementary. I feel refreshed, for now.

School is stress. Stress is bad. Bad is not good.

I want a year off to travel, get inspired, and enjoy life because right now I am feeling down in the dumps with this work overload and dissatisfaction of where I'm at. I may be feeling like this because it is my third year and I'm slowly but surely feeling the pressure and fear of graduating and leaving the confinements (safe zone) of school. In times like these, I flip through this book I bought over the summer called "Keep Calm and Carry On".

Words well spoken Dale, Lord, and John.

Sometimes I like to lie on the floor in the middle of the room in a starfish position. It helps me relax. Music will make it even better.