invincible....

we think we are. we're not. a westminster student died yesterday morning.it was one of us. we sang. we all sang and held hands. choir was a mess. FUCK the press, FUCK the helicopters. i sat next to him a few times in composition. he was a alive. here. and now he's gone. all i keep thinking about how he's never gonna brush his teeth again or tie his shoes or laugh, or cry. life can be taken away in an instant. an entire world gone. death is looming over the campus. may he find peace. it's knocked a lot of sense into me. the desires to try new substances have been stamped. find a new high. like frolicking in the battlefields at night with new friends. the stars. the air.
i've never felt so mortal, so HUMAN. we all feel that invincibility at times, like something like this could never happen to us. but it can, it did. RIP justin.

wake the fuck up

Perspective. refreshed. I've stopped pessimissing everywhere. I'm not that guy that won't find love. I just need to stop looking and let it find me.
LBR WAKE UP REALITY CHECK
the one thing i hate about those is how condescending she gets. just talk to me as another adult. I'm not four. [even though i may look it] I heard everything she said and shes right. I'm not working hard enough with my voice. [or school for that matter but lets not board that sinking ship]
"check your posture"
"sorry"
Mommy and Daddy came this past weekend. I have a new beautified room that i've been nesting in for the last 3 days. I love my stars.
"I don't ever want to remind you again to BREATHE"
neither do i....