Isn't it funny how events
Fall into place
Like cigarette ashes hitting the page
Each one of us recites our lines
So perfectly in this play called life
But I never had a good memory
So I could never find the right words to say .
An *** in a world full of hang guns
Rapid fire mind with no silencer
A lead tongue with hollowtip fingers
Tried to lead
But just ended blowing everything to pieces
And watched these fools eat it .
Because in a world full of carbon copies
I am oxygen .™

a gross habit
i don't think i'll ever break
picking at my scabs.
when i was younger
my mom would get after me
but i never listened.

and now here i am
23 years old
still pick, pick, picking away.
a cycle.
like a phoenix
sort of.
i guess.
new life in new skin
death when i peel it back.
repeat, repeat, repeat.

I read once that sleep helps the brain regulate the metabolism. I never paid much attention to informational possible life changing books; I guess that’s why I have the lungs of an 80 year old nicotine addict. It’s 1/16/14, 6:56 pm. My mother used to tell me that whatever bad habits I did, would affect my future greatly, I guess that’s why I can’t last two laps on the track without breathing heavily. I guess that’s why I’m afraid to approach people face to face because I’m scared my tobacco scented breathe will push them away. When I was growing up I wasn’t always aware of problem solving methods, so I wouldn’t over think and wouldn’t care about it, now I do, things were better back then. I should stop smoking cigarettes, it’s affecting my running.

It is now 5/18/14, I still run like I’m a 5 year old uncontrollable child

I have this bad habit of
getting close to people and meditating
that they'll always be by my side; but they always leave

I have this bad habit of
loving people a tad bit much , when they din't even love me back;
and when they leave me my heart feels as if
someone threw it from the side of the woods

I have this bad habit of caring for people
; when they don't think of me even once

And I'm just so tired
I'm tired , I'm  tired I'm tired
i just hope that one day i can find somebody that
shares the same toxic habits as i do.