Wednesday, January 27

You do you, cause I damn sure does me.

I find the seperation between ideals and beliefs to be a growing one, one that increases overtime. I find that my ideals, beliefs and values motivate me to look further on than just the moment, and truly inspire me to be much more than the teenager I am today.

I have a curfew, and I respect it. I have parents, and I respect them. Ive made decisions, and I regret them and its why I am not a cliche, a teen searching for my inner rebel. I dont believe fun comes with intoxicated tales of coulda, shoulda, woulda's, or that the fate of my entertainment lies in the heart of my past four years in high school. I dont believe I am for sharing, that giving someone fifteen minutes of satisfaction will truly satisfy my need for excitement on any night, or that guys and girls are meant to zoom by eachother in the halls after an embarrassing decision.

I believe in happiness, in all art forms. In humans big, small, mighty and tall - I believe that satisfaction and joy are only truly accomplished when you yourself are fulfilled. I believe in secrets, mysteries, and folk-tale. Not 'the man and the legend'. I wont find happiness in bottles of rum for fun, and I wont find happinnes in relationships that involve overtime and work.


Happiness is just that, a period in time when all negative emotions dissappear, and blissful thoughts rapture themselves in the crevices of your brain cells. I find happiness in commitment, in secrets, in self-reflection, and random and selective moments of dizzy, spinning, sippin' fun.



I am entitled to believe all that I do, and you, yes, this is for you.
Believe as you do.