we are who we are

I have long questioned why,

Weird little things make us blue,

And stranger things,

Will provide hours of smiles,

Are we wired funny,

Do we have screws loose,

Perhaps missing a card or two,

Completely random emotions,

That make no sense,

My guess is,

This is what makes us humans.

be free

Life doesn't rhyme. Your first kiss isn't as important as your last. Get caught in the rain. Laugh out loud while you're alone. Go on adventures and get lost. Paint ven though you are not an artist. Really get to know people. Accept that you will fail that one math test. Get your heart broken.and put the pecies back together. Put yourhand up in class only to get answer wrong. Wonder about things. Learn. Remeber taht the sunrises are free. Let the little things that would ordinarily bore you suddenly thrill you. Work bad hair days. Get drunkand tell people how you feel at 4am. ry out for the team. Have feelings for your best friend. Believe that everythings happens for a reason. Look at the stars and try to realise how small you are. Never regret anything,at one time it was exactly what you wanted. Forgive and forget. Live for the music,the moments. Because nobody lives forever,and life is really really short...

one month left

I want SUMMER.. 
 super cold ice cream,
summer evenings with friends,
sun bathing,
staying all day outside,
sun that shines so bright,
Outdoor eating,
Summer nights,
Summer wardrobe,

SUMMER !

I can't believe that summer is cooming. Just one month and our life will get better. Muahaha

Maniac

Okay,first of all when I came back from school I watched a movie called Ruby Sparks. ( I liked it  so muccch)  After that I watched another film called We need to talk about Kevin .I just love watching films ! I found this interesting before several weeks.  Now, I can't stop. It's like drugs. . And I like it. We all agree movies allow us to escape and there’s value in that but it’s more than simple escapism. Movies take us to places we’ve never been and inside the skin of people quite different from ourselves. They offer us a window onto the wider world, broadening our perspective and opening our eyes to new wonders. Thats why I f*ucking love watching movieeees ! 

I guess you have never thought about it

Have you ever noticed the birds that chirp at midnight?
 I’ve always wondered why they chirp, is it a happy chirp? Or is it a cry out for help? Can a bird feel depressed like we all do? Can they go insane within their own heads? The voices that talk to me can they hear them too? Can those midnight birds feel my sorrow and pain? Do they sob in the darkness of their own lives? Or are they just normal, the type of birds who chirp songs of happiness the ones who have families they cherish. What happens when you take that birds family? Does he go insane? Does he just stay the same? Or maybe he goes out and fills his little mouth with poison and swallows because no one can save him. He’s just a bird with nothing left, a bird who’s only job was to care for his family in which he failed he now has nothing but the silence he hears as he sits in his nest all alone thinking if the family he once called his own...