I don't claim any of these pictures.. there the scrapbooks and feelings of the time they passed in and out of my life.. feel free to share them.

I'd like to tell today's youth that no matter where life takes you, big cities, small towns, you'll inevitably come across small minded People who think they're better than you. People who think that material things, or being pretty or popular, automatically make you a worthwhile human being. I'd like to tell today's youth that none of these things matter. Unless you have a strength of character, intergtity, ... and if you're lucky enough to have any of these things, don't ever sell out. Don't ever sell out. So when you meet a person for the first time, don't judge them by their station in life, 'cause who knows, that person just might end up being your best friend.


this blog is to remind myself of change.. in the good ways and bad.. and to keep going and to do nothing but look back in fond memory and smile...


Tuesday, March 23, 2010

We haven't even started and it's almost the end
We never talked it over fact we never said anything
Two of the same kinda sorts hiding thoughts
As the small talk ebbs away the silence is awkward
You hardly even know me and I'm starting to show that
I hardly even know you but I like what I know
I want to talk about it but I quake in my skin
It'll only push you further into making decisions
You want to like me but you are likely undecided
The voice inside is always right which is why the awkward silence
Not gonna risk losing you
Which is why I'm never gonna woo you

[Chorus]
I think I love you more, Than you like me
Although I'm never sure and maybe I should want to be blind
I think I love you more, Than you like me
Because this is even crossing my mind

Any other day and you'd have not looked twice
The joking went along with my roll of the dice
Purely by a chance I happened on feeling
Really confident around the place and people
You caught a no-hitter hitting winning strokes
I never am a winner, I'm a lonely bloke
Acting exciting like a man for while
Until you realise I can act like a child
Eternal optimism is sparing me on to think
That acting on your ends like this
Might lead me to learn a secret
But I don't really know
Or why I think soIt's just a good hunch
Hunches are always right though

[Chorus]

I drew a drawing of you after last time I saw you
I never felt to draw a picture like that before
I learnt a lot about myself drawing all morning
It was absolutely shit, I'm awful at drawing

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