after she opened up her suitcase, she checked to make sure her script truly had been misplaced. Her final shot and she blew it all to a simple showcase of irresponsibility. It’s amazing how things happen.
evertime you walk down the street or meet someone for the first time… you are being misunderstood..they conceive false notions about you and your personality…everything about you is judged and assumed upon and there is nothing you can do about it.
i dont get it, am i supposed to be creative or serious? its just a tower. thats the word, tower, by the way. I dunno if the people who read this can tell that or i have to say it or they guess it or something. but shit im out of time.
i collided with the light of realization that im just a small person and no bigger than my ideas. although i would like to think that i make an impact on everyone elses lives it seems as though i dont mean very much at all. put alot…..