"She's in love, and the world gets blurry
She makes mistakes, and she's in no hurry to grow up
'Cause grownups, they don't understand her
Well it's a big, big world out there, but she's not scared...
She finds hope in the strangest places
She reads her books, and she knows the faces
Of everyone that ever said she's alone
She knows every word to the saddest songs
And she sings along, though her friends all tell her
That she can't sing...
She's eighteen, much too young
To know what a kiss like that would mean
But her lips, they were no stranger to the touch
And she likes it way too much."
--Mayday Parade, So Far Away

Tuesday, May 1, 2007

Sharing is Good [If Voluntary]

You know what I hate? Moochers. Parasitic people who take what is not rightfully theirs and give nothing in return.

Or worse, people who see something wrong with their government and say nothing about it. HATE.

Quit depending on other people to make you happy/keep you financially stable/do all of the work for you. Be independent. Do it yourself. Do everything in YOUR power to get what you want/need and don't use other people when they're not necessary.

Gah. Dependent people. Gah.

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