life is a bowl of cherries; so why spend it in the pits?

i think that a lot of people stress upon all of the unhappy, depressing, and anger stricen things in their life. i mean yeah, there is going to be disappointment and things that don't make it easy to smile but, there's always something to be thankful for. if a hobo can smile because someone has supplied them with a blanket, why can't you smile because you have a bed? when your unhappy you set off a negative mood around you. let go of your negative chaos and embrace the things that make you smile because at the end of the day that's all that really matters.

Caution Tape, why wear it?

Okay so maybe you’re crazy, and maybe you’re abnormal, or maybe you just can’t hold in life’s humor. But, why should you? Life without humor is bland and boring like the people that tell you that you’re immature. Doesn’t everybody stress upon how unoriginal other people are? But usually the people that are talking about originality truly have none themselves. We all walk around and hide our thoughts and feelings when someone says something, but why? After all if it’s not nice it’s constructive criticism, so get on it. Don’t hide yourself to make other people happy, cause then you’re just draining out your own happiness to satisfy others.         

Learning to Lose.

It’s hard to look around and realize that they’re not really there anymore. I’ve always talked myself into believing that when I lose someone I love that they are just gone for the moment. I’ve never really been able to accept lost; maybe because I have strength to move on to the next day, if I make myself believe that they are still here. I mean even if you lose someone for the moment, it’s hard to cope with it because you’re so use to being by their side that you take them for granted. So maybe the key to this post isn’t learning how to lose but, rather learning to love them while you’ve got them. Losing ranges from something as small as a nail to something as heart wrenching a love, or someone you love. So instead of living with regret why don’t we love what we have while we got it, so then when we lose it there wasn’t anything that you wish you could’ve done differently?    

it's really only you .

you never really realize how much you love yourself until you become completely comfortable with you. you can't always run and hide your feelings when someone comes knocking at your door. everybody in one way or another "hides" themselves because they can't face themselves so they feel no one else can handle them either. honestly if you don't open your heart to all the possibilties and the people surrounding your existance you'll never truely be happy. how long are you going to sit there and pretend that your happy with the person that you've created when right beneath them is someone so much more special and important? when are you going to wake up and smell the coffee? if you feel that nobody will be happy with the person that you really are then they don't deserve to have a sliver of you. it's time to throw away the mask because life is knocking and it's your turn to answer.

a blog a day keeps writer's block away .

I wonder what it'd be like if for one day the world consisted of nothingness. No school. No Job. No arrands. No chores. I realized that as humans we never really are satisfied. If we took all the things that we stress upon out of our lives we wouldn't feel the need to go to bed at night or wake up in the morning. Because at one time or another we dislike the things and people that surround our entire existance. We complain about things that if we look deep down inside we know we couldn't live without. We hope and dream that everything in our lives would be perfect but, why? If everything were perfect, everything would be pointless.Why not accept our imperfection? atleast it gives us an ultimate reason to live.

realistically speaking . . . just shut up.

Since when couldn't we have our cake and eat it too? Whenever i think of happiness, i think of a little fat kid with a nice big slice of chocolate cake. Granted that fat kids probably me, and that big slice of cake, welll it would've been the whole thing. I didn't know that Happiness came in different shapes and sizes, and i definatly didn't know that it had a warentee. I'm a teenager so i'm suppose to be sitting here, telling you that life sucks and it's all my parents fault. But, honestly it doesn't and it's not. Your the one who got yourselves all tied up in glimpses of "happiness" that you never realized when you got the real thing, even if it hit you in the face. Your parents were only suppose to give you life, whether it was good or not you are the one who is suppose to make something out of it. Hold on to the things that make you happy, and don't for one second let the idiots that wanna make you miserable grab on to them. Eat every last crumb of that chocolate cake and savor the taste, don't let the carbs make you feel bad because baby it's your life.