I'm back.... Hopefully for good.

I'm back because once again, I'm in a terrible mood and just need to express my thoughts, and as always I have no one to tell them to. Therefore I write them on here. 

But what'a going on this time? What is the topic or theme? Trust. The question that has been currently circling my head the past couple of days is "why open yourself entirely to someone when in the end, they're a whole other person whom you don't even know anymore?" Maybe that's a bit confusing, maybe I led you to my confusion? Maybe you can answer this troubling question that has taken over my thoughts. Maybe you can't? All I know is that once again I am..... Me. 100% me.

Random (sorry)

Bottling things up inside of yourself is like creating a small bomb. A bomb that when it goes off,  it will destroy more that was needed to be destroyed.  I really don't know how i can make myself calm and bite back my tongue when this happen to me.... honestly i dont know where my mind is and all my ideas and thoughts are crunched all together fighting on another to see who wins and comes out first. My ideas are like miniature explosions getting thrown around in my head making it pound harder each time around.... I think it should be time for me to go to sleep, but instead im writing gibberish on my blog, instead of getting my head straight and getting one idea on shit post instead of rambling what goes through my head...

Music

When i listen to music, as the music flows in my ears and deep into my eardrums, it makes my entire body quiver. Quiver and shiver as the lyrics take a hold of me and make my life have a melody that i can move and consume myself in... thank you music for letting me consume myself in you and become one. Music can be seen as the thing that will always be there for you. No matter how you have changed, or how the world has changed, music won't. It will stay by your side as long as you reach for it and stay a hold. 
Don't get me wrong, music changes just like how we do. As time passes, lyrics become more blunt and parallel to the next song. Just like humans, but just like humans if you find the right ones... you can make your way in life.

Just a Little Something I Worked On Due To Boredom.

After not seeing each other for a long day Samantha and Erik met up. Shortly, they were walking through the cemetery to visit Erik’s young sister on her birthday.  It was about to be midnight on a Friday night, and being in the commentary in such conditions made it a perfect date for the two gothics. As they continued to go in deeper into the cemetery they began to get aroused due to all the fog was coming in from the nearby creek.  The setting was perfect for them two; it was foggy, dark and creepy. The only light around was the light of the full mood that shined upon them. Seconds after Erik pulled her into a mausoleum nearby. After Samantha entered she heard the door close behind her and to her sight there was nothing but darkness surrounding her.

She took a couple steps forward and felt a cold hand grab her wrist and pull her t in. She then felt her back impact the wall softly. Samantha grinned in the darkness then felt cold lips touch hers. She was surprised on the cool feel, but shrugged it off and continued on with the kiss. As they kissed, a bony hand tugged at her throat. The other free hand was being lowered down. It froze at the touch of the silver button that kept the pants closed. She brought her own hand down and lowered the bony hand inside of her pants. As the kiss continued she felt two of the cold bony fingers slid into her. A small gasp escaped her mouth but quickly followed by an amazing sensation. After she came and kissed a bit more, the lips parted and the door opened. To her amazement in the door way was boyfriend Erik.

"Baby what are you doing in here" he asked confused

Confusion exploded in her mind, "wasn’t he just in here with me?" she asked herself internally. Searching through the, now lit room. Nothing was in sight but a new casket slightly ajar.

"Common lets go see my sister" he said confused, while giving her a weird look. As she walked over to the entrance to meet up with her boyfriend, she heard some rustling. Looking back quickly there was nothing in sight. She turned toward the entrance once again and just as she was about to walk out, the same cold bony hand graved her by the wrist earlier. Graved her again and pulled her inside with force locking the door behind her and keeping her in there for eternity....

(^____^) to be continued?

Class time....

Sometimes when you're in class you get bored. Thats me right now... Lately every class has become extremely boring. There's always that one class that you cant find yourself to pay attention in.... 

"No it's to expensive"

Rejection ways gets the best of us. No matter who it is, popular or unpopular, weak or strong, rejection always gets to us. It can sting us lightly like a needle or something hard like a bee sting. After the rejection we feel either sad, salty, awkward and really down about ourselves.A great example would be when you ask your parent for something. You practically earned it because you work and study your ass off in school, get good grades, stay out of trouble. And you do everything in your powder to make them happy. Yet they look at you like you're crazy for even bringing what ever it was up. Something that's even worse is when they clearly have money, due to the new expensive Mercedes-Benz they own, or the new iPhone 5 that they have in hand. But yet they still have the balls to look at you in the face when you ask them to get you something that pretty inexpensive compared to all these other things, and say "no it's to expensive". That right there my friends is why I lost faith in humanity.... 

Loosing everyone

There comes a point in someone's life when they feel like they are loosing everyone. Friends, family, pets, you name it. And it leave you there feeling like you're a complete dumb ass alone. Loneliness comes in and takes over your mind and leaves you there thinking on what you did wrong. Making you doubt yourself, making you believe that your are the problem when in reality it's all their fault.