Work Out

blinding lights, tell me who i am
they reveal the secrets that only i should know
hard as i try, i cant shake my anxiety
it does not control me like others claim
what is this,
this comfort,
this ideal
everyone knows who i am
everyone except me
ironically i've compromised with myself
this acceptance
this conformity
i'm not sure if i like it
i don't know what to feel
so artificial
so unnatural
i lay here and wander

it cant be this hard
im doing it to myself
this isnt artificial
its real
as real as real gets

im still a shallow believer
who must doubt myself again and again

im a thinker
philosophy is my greatest friend
as well as my greatest fear

PS3

so i got my own PS3 today
its an 80 GB

(:

Very Very awesome

my PSN is stillcheezy so if you wanna play just add me i guess
getting SOCOM: CONFRONTATION tomorrow
this will consume most of my time for quite a while




Today in english i was acting as Johnny Friendly in the play On The Waterfront
I got to say fuck
it was cool
i think i'm the smartest person in that class
niggas don't know bout my intellects

WTF is Juice?

(:

this is my first post
yay!!!!


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don't expect much but some poetry and possible short stories
maybe reviews, rants, and random thoughts