cyanide-masquerade

Since religion class is such a shit-useless waste of time unless we're watching Godspell, i think i should rename it "self-improvement time" and do just that. TIME TO RA-RA-RA-RA-WRRRIIITE! i want spring so i can have some sort of motivation to take my camera and go outside. that walk was fun, but now its too cold.

i want to go back to wearing my winter boots. with a jacket buttoned up to my chin, by such caring hands. i want to be walking over the fallen pine needles, escapees from their big brothers. i want to walk between the trees, looking for just the right one. the one that will make our house shine the one that would make me smile everytime i saw it. but it was never the tree that mattered, i wouldve smiled no matter how scrawny it was. i want the smell to fill my head until im not thinking about anything else but the present. nothing else but the here and now with a winter chill scraping against my cheeks. digging into my skin oblite

Turn the picture any way you want and it's still the same picture. It's all perspective. Everything is opinion. If only we could realize ours isn't always right.