“Dream as if you’ll live forever. . . . . Live as if you’ll die today” — James Dean

* Accept that some days you’re the pigeon,

And some days you’re the statue.

* Always keep your words soft and sweet,

Just in case you have to eat them.

* Always wear stuff that will make you look good

If you die in the middle of it.

* Drive carefully. It’s not only cars that can be

“Recalled” by their maker.

* If you can’t be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.

* If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again,

It was probably worth it.

* It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply to be kind to others.

* Never put both feet in your mouth at the same time,

Because then you won’t have a leg to stand on.

* Nobody cares if you can’t dance well.

Just get up and dance.

* When everything’s coming your way,

You’re in the wrong lane.

* Birthdays are good for you.

The more you have, the longer you live.

* You may be only one person in the world,

But you may also be the world to one person.

* Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once.

* We could learn a lot from crayons… Some are sharp, some are pretty and some are dull. Some have weird names, and all are different colors, but they all have to live in the same box.

*A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery

on a detour.

Have an awesome day and know that someone has thought about you today

Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep
by Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep; 
I am not there. I do not sleep. 
I am a thousand winds that blow. 
I am the diamond glints on snow. 
I am the sunlight on ripened grain. 
I am the gentle autumn rain. 
When you awaken in the morning’s hush 
I am the swift uplifting rush 
Of quiet birds in circled flight. 
I am the soft stars that shine at night. 
Do not stand at my grave and cry; 
I am not there. I did not die.

“Life is like a movie, if you’ve sat through more than half of it and its sucked every second so far, it probably isn’t gonna get great right at the end and make it all worthwhile. None should blame you for walking out early.” — Doug Stanhope 

 

“Suicide is man’s way of telling God, “You can’t fire me – I quit.”” — Bill Maher 

         Christmas time is generally a time when people spend time with people they love. With me, I do love my family I suppose, but I would much rather not be with them. For the most part, they just remind me of death. They all sit around after presents, talking about all of the newest deaths in the family and among friends. Some of the people talking about these things look like they should be dead themselves. Their hair is white and falling out, their skin is falling off, their memory is fading and they are always mean and cranky. All I can think about when I am near them is, “Is that how I’m going to  be?”  The whole thing is really depressing.

All around me are familiar faces

Worn out places, Worn out faces

Bright and early for the daily races

Going nowhere, Going nowhere

Their tears are filling up their glasses

No expression, No expression

Hide my head I want to drown my sorrows

No tomorrow, No tomorrow

 

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad

These dreams in which i’m dying, Are the best I’ve ever had

I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take

When people run in circles its a very very

Mad World, Mad World

 

Children waiting for the day they feel good

Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday

And they feel the way that every child should

Sit and listen, Sit and listen

Went to school and I was very nervous

No one knew me, No one knew me

Hello teacher tell me whats my lesson

Look right through me, Look right through me

 

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad

The dreams in which i’m dying, Are the best I’ve ever had

I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take

When people run in circles it’s a very very

Mad World, Mad World

 

 Enlargen your world

 

 Mad World

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4N3N1MlvVc4

Sometimes, I think that the only reason I’m still alive is because I don’t know what’s going to happen after I die, and that scares me. Will it be Heaven, Hell, or a never-ending blackness? I don’t know. Part of me wishes that I knew and another part is glad that I don’t because if I did, then I probably wouldn’t be here right now, which depending on the day, could be a good or a bad thing. Good more often than not.

When I think about myself in relation to other people, I often think that they would be much better of if I just weren’t there. Wherever I am, bad stuff seems to always follow, generally fighting. This occurs a lot with my parents, which I realize is completely normal. It just seems to me that I am more trouble than I’m worth and they would be much better off without me in their lives. Everyone would. I never say the right thing, never wear the right thing, wear too much make-up, too little make-up, don’t eat enough food, eat too much food, the list goes on. Everything is such a hassle. I am such a hassle.

I remember thinking, “If I lost weight, then they will love and accept me.” So that’s what I did. I lost thirty pounds in about two months. I loved it. I wanted to lose more. Finally they were noticing me. Finally they were showing some sort of love and concern for me. The only bad thing about this was that I felt like I was sick, every single day. My head, back and stomach would hurt. If I ate too much red meat I would throw up. I was way more tired than usual. I always wanted to be alone and sleep. I wanted to die. I wanted to die because nothing I ever did was good enough for anybody. It wasn’t good enough for my friends, parents or teachers. And it certainly wasn’t good enough for me. 

           “ A tiny blade will sever the sutures of the neck, and when that joint, which binds together head and neck, is cut, the body’s mighty mass crumples in a heap. No deep retreat conceals the soul, you need no knife at all to root it out, no deeply driven wound to find the vital parts; death lies near at hand . . . . Whether the throat is strangled by a knot, or water stops the breathing, or the hard ground crushes in the skull of one falling headlong to its surface, or flame inhaled cuts off the course of respiration—be it what it may; the end is swift.”

   –Seneca

* I just got this in an e-mail that someone sent to me and thought it was cute. Hope you like it. :] *

 

 You may not realize it, but it’s 100% true.

 

1. There are at least two people in this world that you would die for.

 

2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.

 

3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you is because they want to be

just like you.

 

4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don’t

like you.

 

5. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.

 

6. You mean the world to someone.

 

7. You are special and unique.

 

8. Someone that you don’t even know exists loves you.

 

9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.

 

10. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take another

look.

 

11. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude

remarks.

 

So ,,,

 

 

Happiness keeps You Sweet,

Trials keep You Strong,

Sorrows keep You Human,

Failures keeps You Humble,

Success keeps You Glowing,

But Only God keeps You Going