Bad miss good samaritan...

So yesterday on my way home, I met this kid asking for money to go home. Just a little background on me I'm not really trusting... But I have a bitch of a conscience so after some questioning and staring the kid down for a bit I decided I'd get on the bus with him then pay at-least then I'd know for sure the money was going to transport right? so I payed for his transport to the city and I'd figured when we got there I'd leave him to figure the rest out but I looked at him and imagined me all stranded in a city where no one really trusts anyone or gives a flying you know what for that matter and I just couldn't leave him there. So I payed for his next trip, keep in mind I hadn't carried enough money yesterday for all of that (plus I had done some impulse this and thats).

So yes I paid the kids fare and there I was stranded myself.. Well not exactly. Twas quite interesting knowing if I didn't have options I'd have put myself in a real fix but I felt so much better knowing I didn't leave him marooned in the big bad city.

Makes me wonder though was I helping hm for him? Or for my own peace of mind?

Body heat..

Lying in my bed tired after long day and all I can think about is how badly I need someone. I know it's totally lame, epic gayness but I do and there isn't anything I can do to change how I feel. It's crazy how it reaches a point in your life when the opposite sex becomes a need (or same sex, i don't discriminate). Why is that? Is it because society has etched it in our mind that when you a certain age you should be married with kids? Is it biologicaly part of us? Or is it just a psychological thing dependant on an individual?

I don't know what it is and honestly right now i couldn't care less. All I know is I need to cuddle, snuggle up agaist a warm human being an fall deep asleep. I doubt that it's too much to ask.

Maybe change isn't so constant

Life is a cycle, everything you give you get back. It's just the rule of the game. Wether it's love, hate, disrespect or pain doesn't take long till it's knocking at your door.

It's funny how we hurt others and complain, we are even at times ready to kill when our loved ones are hurt. What gives anyone the right to complain when they've caused the same pain? We say we want to change the world but none is ready to change themselves. What world are we changing then? It's about time we came to accept that this world is not about to change. We're all doomed to suffer not because of bad people out there but for our own sins. Our selfishness and pride.

loves fool

I want you to play
I need you to stay

I’ll sacrifice whatever
Simply for your pleasure

If it makes me your fool
Well baby, it’s cool

I can do anything
Just to have you

Let me show you
Allow me this chance

To be yours
Love you this once

rain...

Down comes the rain
Fazing out my sobs
Hiding all the pain
From weeks of missing you

There’s nothing I could do
No words left to say
I simply had to watch you walk away

Insomnic rumbles

Lying in my bed listening to heavy metal wondering where all the time went. Just the other day I was 13 acting all crazy with my brother and now it's 11years gone, i'm 24 brotherless. Sigh

Where does it go?

We plan our days, schedule events, meetings, friends and family. Yet it still isn't enough.
If you really sit and think about it. Evaluate time.. I think you'd go crazy. Really.

Renovate Me!

It's so easy to complain isn't it? Tear apart each moment of the day, picking at every little thing that went wrong.
Such an easy fete, blaming the world for our pain - my pain. Taking no responsibility for the failures and distructive paths we may have chosen along the way.

It reaches a point though, a place between falling apart and moving forward.
A little intersection.

I'm at that point, that place that intersection.

I choose wisdom,
i'm taking charge of me,
no more nonesense excuse.

What about you?