CRACK ME UP.

THEY'RE KILLING EVERYONE.

forget terrorists it was Gordy, Porky, and Babe to look out for.

Change.

I welcome it. Any way shape or form. Unearth me, shift things and watch me recreate an ability to be content right in that damn moment.
The last year has been absolutely amazing for me. And I don't mean that in a "Oh everything is fucking fantastic sunshiney rainbows!" No thanks!
Just simply accepting instances for what they are and adapting. "Playing the game."
Call it what you will. But its been great.
Classes are the best this quarter. Contemplating majors AND minors, working, getting educated, all the while consuming myself in the present moment glancing over at tomorrow in a YOU AINT GOT SHIT ON ME type way. =D


So.... as previously stated... I really need to start writing again. I never stopped, I guess I need to allow myself to produce quality and a little quantity wouldn't hurt eitherI guess...I'd like to call myself a poet and that entails that I like to find meaning in things, significance in actions, consequence and such. I AM TIRED. so this is the end mid thought. askjdf!

I need to
have to
breath to
write some shit out soon.
soon as in... say... yesterday.


The BRAINWAVES of Katelyn and Angie:
Allow me...to EXPRESSThisStream of consciousness
Illusions of reality increasing by the moment
You stun me
Never failing to defy the pre-existing reality of all thatyou yourself created
Let me know what's real
Express the ineffable intellectually
"Not all movement is action"
Incapable?
IMPOSSIBLE
Allow me to assist you
Take a moment and embrace those so-called skills
Looks like it’s time to tune in
Check your reflexes
And let me teach you a thing or two.
I’d like to reinvent the way society views everything
Embrace the negative and let it consume you
See what happens.Come to a realization.
ACT
Take the clip, gut it out, and refill it with positivity
Then unload that mutherfucker
On every man who said he “couldn’t be”
Sick of 'expected behavior' and bias standards that are utterly ridiculous
I understand it’s survival of the fittest out here
But what happened to slowing down?
So consumed in coming out on top
We no longer take the time out to untie the giant knots ofour minds
Enthusiastically asking me how I live happily
The question itself is a trap you see
Breathe.
Interact.
Live.
Express.
Set your soul free.