Steps to a Winning Pose

To strike a winning pose, one must first strike losing ones. 

I was trying to get in a good "natural" pose... turned into some type of lame "checking texts" pose. 

Looking for sticks in my hair after falling on the ground....

Destined towards a closed fence... (At least the hair kind of looks good)

Grizzly hair

Pre-grizzly hair. 

Key to Happiness

I don’t care for fancy things. All I need is a solid soul and the blood I bleed.

I don’t have any “wants” nor do I have any “needs.” All I have is myself.

Only I can bring myself to pure bliss and where I will be truly happy. Happiness is the key which people lose when trying to unlock the mysteries of their own life.

Many who fail out of this test of life immediately are those who are holding the wrong key in the first place; these people have materialistic views of happiness such as, foreign cars, multi-million dollar mansions, private planes, boats, the point is pretty clear- any material thing- including a social status. These people are fools.

The others who fail the test are the ones who suffer while trying so hard to unlock the incorrect door with the correct key. These people tend to try a little bit too hard to maintain happiness, they brag about having the correct “key”, or idea of happiness, and then when they try to unlock the door to TRUE happiness, they fail. After failing to do so, they use every possible excuse in the book to make it seem to themselves as though it’s just a door jam and not that it is the wrong door altogether. They float towards happiness like aimless bugs towards light during the night, trying to catch every excuse for the “true happiness” which they will never see. 

Unfortunately, the light is never good for them and they continue trying to find happiness in every little thing which comes their way. These people are fools as well.

There are also the idiots who do not think before moving on to the next door. They hold the correct key in their hand, and they try to open the CORRECT door with it but they fail to do so because they’re rushing to find happiness to the point of desperation. Without relaxing and evaluating the situation and trying to go about turning the key another way, they walk away completely… forever in loss of the happiness that was just behind a door which they carelessly gave up on opening.

The culmination to all of this failure of happiness is pretty simple- unhappiness. I find myself witnessing people give up too easily, too often. Whether the situation is light-hearted or serious, I continuously see idiots give up too easily. Why? Because giving up easily is the easiest thing to do. I mean let’s face it, who would want to weld their own correct key into something other than their selfish, materialistic souls? Who would willingly be told that they’re dumbasses for trying to fit the correct idea into the incorrect situation? Who would want to stop the rush of failure?

Don’t be a dumbass. Change yourself. Make yourself happy. Without being happy, nobody has the right to give happiness because it is not truly their own. 

Open Mind to Open Eyes

Everyone is blind, just to clear it up...

I can't say I remember the last time I met someone who had both eyes open ALONG with an open MIND. A part of having poor vision is not only through the eyes, but also through the mind. Many fail to understand that it is not acceptable to open one's mouth if their mind is closed. Unfortunately this is an overwhelming majority of people I have encountered on a daily basis. 

Pointless

AP Biology 101- Be sure to use your time to draw abstract floral designs instead of listen to the boring, repetitive and quite frankly, dumb lecture. 

45 minutes later- Definitely aceing the next evaluation test. Finished product. 

Oh, Was I Supposed to Care...?

Oh, was I supposed to care about what you just said?

Oh, was I supposed to care about what you just thought?

Oh, was I supposed to take time out of my day to waste my thinking over thinking about how low some people's thinking is?

Oh, was I supposed to take the energy and effort to tell you how stupid you actually sound?

Oh, was I supposed to care about "fitting" into some type of imaginary "norm of society," created by the same idiots who think there actually even is a "norm" of society?

Oh, was I supposed to care about the irrelevant judgements and opinions of others who can't take the same criticism?

Oh, was I supposed to care about the names you speak of? The ones whom I do not know nor do I have the slightest bit of interest in knowing?

Oh, was I supposed to care about the flaws I possess? 

Forgive me for filtering out bullshit coming out of every person's filled ass of a mouth.

My ears are not toilet paper to be trying to wipe or absorb the bullshit coming out of the common, senseless, and absentinses moron.

If you desire to talk trash, please write it down on a piece of  sandpaper and shove it up your ass.

Hollow at Heart

To be hollow

May seem to some 

To be filled with sorrow

But how can I trace a path 

To follow

To a place seemingly so hollow

As my heart? 

There is nothing left at all

Nobody to catch me when I fall

I've made it this way

Who needs support anyway?

All I have is me

With my empty cavity

Where other people's heart lies

All I can do is realize

That to be hollow

May seem to be a negative thing

But I see it as an opportunity to see what happiness I can bring.

For myself. 

My Love is Work

The only thing I could ever possibly have "feelings" for or truly "love" is my passion or the work I do: art and fashion design. I don't know how to be compassionate about anything else, really.