Just Some Art Trash

I think i'm sober 

maybe I'm just floating through the drift of 

punctuation and commas and drama 

and the fact that when I think of someone , one 

one person so far away 

A undesirable notion comes upon me that says I miss you 

my life depends upon me missing you 

The lust I have for the emotion thats created by thinking about you is indescribable I could be cliche and say you are like the air 

But you are the functionality in my organs , you are the desire to live , you are , you are, you are 

You are the stutter in my journey for perfection 

The imperfect ruffle in the waves of the sea that sounds out so beautifully 

Addiction is the cool card that everyone likes to play

social anxiety and feverish mental attributes burning up the sanity we claim we dont have

Whats insane is the desire to be sought out to be different, as if fate didn't design us to fall into a easy category to live by, breath by

You in the coversim illusion of mental instability

You're fine. You're just growing up. We all did it.Most of the people you know are still doing it.

Conversation between I and a female during study block ( Half a hour in my school where we basically sit and do nothing) 

Me: * Hands my phone over with a note open on it* Whats the best way to get a girls number? 

Girl: "Just ask" 

Me: "Well can I have your number" 

Girl: * Gives number* 

Me: * Yells out Cha Ching* 

This was only my pals like third time playing drums. So give him a break ;) Little jam sesh I recorded with my buddy. 

Here tumblr have my snap chat 

misused pencils 

and tons of eraser marks  

Don't for get the oh so inviting smell of cigarette smoke and liquor 

If my life was a word . a single entity 

the idea of my existence seems like a activism wet dream

"We will fight  for the right to exist!" 

So yells my entourage of wolfs snakes  

clouds and rain the tend to call me 

A problem it saw me

Follows me around like the trees and the wind 

Losing                          

Only                                                  Neglect 

Now                                           Only

Even                                                    Some    

Some                                    Even

Only                                                             Now

Neglect                                       Only                  

I wish I couldn't regret 

I wish  

I WISH 

If I keep repeating my self , and following the same path I swear next i'm jumping. 

But I always jump. 

I jump back at you fists raised and a loving heart 

You're my friend not a piece of disposable WHATEVER 

You're my friend not evidence of a social life, You act like you're this ghost child forever forgotten wandering through the halls of a house called depression 

You're my best friend. If you thought you could brush me off because I love you, you are wrong. 

I will fight to see you " Ok"