Nov 20 2008
Bad mornings and good nights.
Have you ever woken up in the morning feeling like a discrace? Have you ever wandered the halls of your pathetic college realizing this isn’t the place for me? Have you ever wanted to start a movement so badly? To shove flowers in the barrels of the guns that shoot down all your dreams? To laugh in the face of those who say can’t and impossible? To be so bold so driven so absoultley insane by todays standards to really stand up for what you believe in? I certainly have… I have read book after book speaking of revolution, of change of a form of freedom, and this beautiful utopian society that is something dreams are made of. The means of getting that however..seem to be a little less than simple. I know how it feels to want to make love in the middle of a crowded room just to proove that theres still beauty and passion. That lust doesn’t have to be the only thing driving our bodys to move in that way. Two lovers engulfed in every single embrace and touch fueling their bodys and fulfilling their hunger for physical devotion. I am no longer scared to grab my lover and kiss him with every ounce of love I have for him and let the whole world know ” we are here and what we have is absolutely beautiful.” To be young, to be free… I see no discrace in that.
You can start off by doing things that by societys standards are taboo….such as taking your best girlfriend out for a night to walk around and apriciate everyonce of the small little town that surrounds you, and smacking the people who fear such forbidden friendship in the face by holding hands and embracing eachother around the waist. To show you are pround to be whoever you are…however you are.
Stop trying to achieve unobtainable goals…You will never be that girl in the face wash add no matter how much money you dish out to be as beautiful as her…..
I will tell you something…You are beautiful.Everybody is.
I’m sorry about this unfarmilair rant. But I figured it would be a good way to start things off.
