a grunge kid stuck in a flower child's body

Love is love. Hate is hate.
          
          Don't get it mixed up, sweetheart.

aw hell. i wonder if someone reads these little things i always post on here.

Maybe one day, people who have talent will be recognized for it instead of being put down.

oops.. I dropped my soul somewhere... help me find it?

Sometimes I wish I could run into the rain. I wish it could wash away all of my sins, all of my troubles, all of my dues.

Death is going to happen to all of us one day. First either our bodies die, or our minds, or our hearts do. One way or another we all die.

sometimes we have to face our fears, even if that means doing and saying something that you are so afraid to say.

you know that it is okay to be gay. right?

Sometimes I wonder if life was worth what it gives us in return

sometimes the world just gives you creativity in the evilest of ways.