You try too hard, then you look desperate, you don’t try hard enough, they say “you put not effort In”, or “you didn’t seem Interested”, but how am I supposed to tell if you give me no feedback. It’s so hard to show general interest in women without looking like a dog or something. I wanna get deeper into this but I’d rather smoke. Btg
Anyone who reblogs this post by March 23rd will have their url written on some paper and placed somewhere in New York City.
I promise every single one of you.
The Miami Heat Harlem Shake
A bunch of people talk about Michael Jordan.
video via ESPN
I have so much to offer the world and no idea how to utilize my skills, my passion, my desire to better the world. I want to make a difference so bad. I want to be an important part of the universe. I want to do something that will last far longer than I ever will. The things I know I’m capable of and the potential I know I have has to be put to good use. It’s just so hard to find how or why or when or the right situations. What lies ahead of me? What can I do to fulfill my dreams? I don’t even know because my dreams have become infinite and seemly impossible to choose which are more important. Everything in the world to me is important. I can find the beauty in anything in the world and I can find the good in everybody. The past two years or so have opened up my eyes as if it were my first time seeing the world. It’s such an interesting concept but it feels as if there was a point where I accessed a part of my brain, and since then it has been open and working at full capacity to help me realize what the world is and what the universe is and the meaning behind it all. I feel like I get smarter everyday yet I discover something new everyday as well which just creates for more learning and understanding. My mind can work a a mile a minute. I feel that I have surpassed any expectation I had of my understanding of how life and the universe works and its astonishing. The sky is literally the limit. I honestly believe that ANYTHING is possible.
There will simply never be enough words, enough time, enough people to listen, to ever understand who I am, and the things that go on inside my head. It’s so frustrating because a majority of thoughts and emotions that I have will only be experienced by me. I want everyone to know. I want to know if everyone thinks about the things I do and feels the way I do. I have a few friends whom I can talk to without barriers. But sometimes I just get scared or nervous to bring up certain things just because. I wish I was religious so I had a god to believe in and vent to everyday. Maybe that’s why religious people are usually happier and more joyous. Because they feel as if they are never alone.