thankfulness

I'm thankful for my family. Without ether of them i don't know where I would be right now. I'm also thankful for being able to go to an awesome school where I'm accepted for who I am and I don't have to pretend to be something I'm not. I'm also very thankful for everything that has happened to me this past year for it has made me a better person for experiencing these events.

All these things I am extremely thankful for but not as much as I'm thankful for technology. All the little things that have been created to help humanity communicate faster and more easily I don't think I could live without. I'm on like 3 different devices for about 3 hours every day. I have my computer which I can't pry myself away from, I have my Xbox 360 which I love and cherish, and finally my cell phone which I'm on for like at least 2 hours a day maybe more.

Now i love technology but I can't ignore one thing. The thing I'm most grateful for would have to be my friends. My friends are seriously the best. I don't know if I would servive high school without them.

Just a little something for you

This morning I searched my wallet.It was emptyThen, I checked my pocketsI found a few coinsI then searched my heart and found you.Then, I realized how rich I really am...Thanks for being my friend. May you be as rich as I amLife isn't about waiting for the storm to passIt's about learning to dance in the rain.

lets get fucked up and die

Let's get fucked up and die..I'm speaking figuratively, of course..Like the last time that I committed suicide.. social suicide..Yeah, so I'm already dead on the inside,But I can still pretend with my memories and photographs,I have learned to love the lie.I wanna know what it's like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerent.I wanna know how it feels to be useful and pertinent and have common sense.. yeahLet me in, let me in to the club, cuz I wanna belong,And I need to get strong, and if memory serves,I'm addicted to words and they're useless.(In this department)Let's get fucked up and die..I'm riding hard on the last lines of every lie,And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode,I'm about to explode.I'm a mess, I'm a wreck.I am perfect, and I have learned to accept all my problems and short comings,Cause I am so visceral, yet deeply inept.I want to thank you for being a part of my forget-me-nots and marigolds..And all the things that don't get old..Is it legal to do this? I surely don't know.It's the only way I have learned to express myself through other peoples' descriptions of life..I'm afraid I'm alone and entirely useless...(In this department)Let's get fucked up and die.For the last time with feelingwe'll try not to smileAs we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nightsThat still shock and surprise.I believe that I can, overcome this and beat everything in the endBut I choose to abuse for the time being,maybe I'll win, but for now I've decided to die.Sister soldierYou’ve been such a positive influence on my mental frameIf I could ever repay you, I would, but I'm hard up for cashAnd my memory lacks initiative.God damn the liquor store's closed,we were so close to scoringit hurts, it destroys 'til it kills..I am tired and hungry and totally useless.(In this department)