Dream Land.

'Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real.' -Tupac

Dreams will always serve as an escape route from reality. They sail you away far from reality for the time being. Hush little baby and close those eyes. Dream on and forever.

Don't mention it.

All she could do was watch from a distance. Frustrated because there was nothing she could do. What could she do? It's unpleasant listening to them distant tears and watching loved one's in secret pain. Secluded pain. Hidden in a bottle, a box, or trunk. When they're alone they tend to open up these hidden secrets and sulk. Sink & sulk deep into the pain, it's penetrating. The pain one keeps to oneself. It's frustrating, sharing those secrets. Who really understands or cares to listen? Loved ones such as our parents try to stay strong around us. Parents put up the biggest front for the sake of a child's sanity. Everyday she wishes to save the world. Everyday she prays for the world.

Lesson Learned.

The things people say out of anger are 100% out of anger. Their whole emotional state & mind state are totally off and most likely they don't really mean it. Just Sometimes one's pride should be set aside and mistakes realized. People should never just jump to conclusions based on their own point of view. The circumference of the circle (situation) should be measured first.

Mistake much?

You ever thought you meet someone new and they're just really something different? Your unsure of feeling sat first but then you've grown attached to this person & oh Gosh you HATE getting attached to people. You hate opening up for people. All that feelings crap is just ugh annoying so yo rather keep to yourself. Until you've met that one person you're so comfortable with. Those dark secrets you have buried deep within your memories are now resurrected. Things you pledged to oneself you would never share with anyone else but oneself. Man oh Man as time progresses things always changing and therefore people are constantly changing. That person you once admired is nowcategorized and put into a folder shoved in a draw somewhere. I really thought you were someone different. Well, Something different. A part from the flesh we're covered in, your mind could look pass it all. I just don't understand. whatever im done.

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I'm just so sad at this very moment.