Your selfishness, your anger.
Dropping everything,
Everything that once mattered,
That never really did.
And you thought otherwise
Then realized,
There is more
Than what is real,
What is seen here.
journey
Putting away your pride
Your selfishness, your anger.
Dropping everything,
Everything that once mattered,
That never really did.
And you thought otherwise
Then realized,
There is more
Than what is real,
What is seen here.
Your selfishness, your anger.
Dropping everything,
Everything that once mattered,
That never really did.
And you thought otherwise
Then realized,
There is more
Than what is real,
What is seen here.
something like silas
"What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?"
"Yes," the professor replies without hesitation. "What is night if it isn't darkness?"
"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word."
"In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?"
they changed their name to Future of Forestry but they used to be Something like Silas. this song is called "In the Burning."
umm... i love this song.
"Yes," the professor replies without hesitation. "What is night if it isn't darkness?"
"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word."
"In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?"
they changed their name to Future of Forestry but they used to be Something like Silas. this song is called "In the Burning."
umm... i love this song.
december 7th, 1941
the attack on pearl harbor.
i was 14 when 9/11 happened. i wish i could chat with someone who was 14 when pearl harbor was bombed. i'm sure our feelings would be one in the same.
i was 14 when 9/11 happened. i wish i could chat with someone who was 14 when pearl harbor was bombed. i'm sure our feelings would be one in the same.
my weekend
yea i know it's been like 4 days, my access to the internet was severely limited. well these cell pics basically sum up my whole weekend and my travels:
don't try this at home kids
chillin with kurt at friday's... on a friday. ha.
we play with our food
dang straight
tim burton was sold out :(
i am an assassin apparently
strand
amazing place
guess where this was taken? clue: in newark
read the mileage... crazy
busy busy
don't try this at home kids
chillin with kurt at friday's... on a friday. ha.
we play with our food
dang straight
tim burton was sold out :(
i am an assassin apparently
strand
amazing place
guess where this was taken? clue: in newark
read the mileage... crazy
busy busy
if i could
i found this in a forgotten folder from the summer months.
this isn't really anything. i was just fooling around with an old, hazy cell shot... ha.
but i feel like it basically describes how i feel right now. funny how that happens, wouldn't you agree?
this isn't really anything. i was just fooling around with an old, hazy cell shot... ha.
but i feel like it basically describes how i feel right now. funny how that happens, wouldn't you agree?
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