Recently a 10 yr old child was killed as policemen say, "viciously" by his 17 year old brother a few towns over. It got me thinking, why would someone do such an act? Whether it be out of hate, unexplainable rage, misunderstanding, or just for fun, no one deserves a fate like that.
I emerge through the door of a studio apartment. walking forward I sift through what is real and what's imaginary, my hand's wandering aimlessly around my body... sensing danger present. Unwilling I let myself venture into what would have been the biggest mistake I could have made.
I've always wanted to write report on how I've spend my summer, and as much as I'd wish... no teach would ever assign one. The only reason I would like to is because I could map out what I'd accomplish, but with seeing how unexciting it would be compared to other people's it would make me strive to be a better me...
Summer always brings out the worst in me, whether it be sleeping 12 hours a day, late night gaming sessions, and a looming sense of grogginess. My sleep schedule is knocked off of track and I have time to waste annoying people over the Internet.
For some reason I feel my life is having phases of good and bad, often times it feels bad. But... what it seems like is other peoples emotions make me feel succumbed to manifest my own emotions in a particular way. Which should in no way be the truth...
Almost 24 hours now... this feeling I have, hits me off and on the whole time. A long cry, thinking things through, wanting to be someone to save him, and losing my brother. It 's all so terrifying, the fact that... that just the other day, he was on my floor, playing King Kong. talking about how he's going to end up bumming off me sleeping on my couch as an adult.
For some reason I've felt way more than just great lately... It's not school, that's way to overwhelming along side work. It's probably just things don't have to be depressing anymore.
For some reason when people start dating we should all be jealous?!? Whoo! DUDE! TOTALLY! No, that's lame why in my right mind would I be? There's one good reason... and it's not even nearest the truth.