Maybe i am an emo kid

Mood, shitty, like every emo blog, the mood of a person should be somewhere, in darker tones. Talking of something horrible, foreboding, unwanted, rejected by all.

Apparently its a river in Egypt. The thought of something that once meant the world to me. The very fact that it still boggles and bogs down on me pretty much says what it does mean. In reference to that very long river. We like to think we're something that we're not, we like to think that we're better than we are. We like to hope tomorrow will be better than today, or things will get easier once we grow up. I've grown to doubt that. Sometimes We hope for the impossible, because we want to see it happen.

Watch the rage Jeremy. Take it easy. Its alright if life has wronged you, it's wronged everybody else as well. Stop being irritated with poor excuses. Wronged in little ways that aren't entirely your fault. Hoping for things to get better. And being free with your love, care, and concern. It'll wear you out. Take care of yourself, because no one will take care of you.

I used to be a little boy. I guess I still am. Torn between trying to be kinder and harder. You cant have both, either love somebody loyaly through adversity or have them experience unreciprocated love. Aren't we all human, children in a universe infinitely grown. Trying to find our place like children trying to understand our parents. Answers come, only too late. Love returns, only to find out that the time for it has passed.

I once asked why. And a friend of mine replied, once, there was somebody who would forever be the only person I wanted to build a life with. Now she's no longer mine, so i've resolved to settle for number two.

My mind, responds with images from Mr Brightside.