finding who you're supposed to be

Life.

Coming into this post I was gonna put some big ol’ philosophical mumbo jumbo, some reason why we’re all hear blahblahblah. But there is no one reason why. Everyone is here on their own terms to do their own damn thing. I’ve just come to realize that not everyone does that. Not a lot of people do that anymore. Everybody just conforms into the mold society gives to us. I do that too. Anyway this is just a post, if anyone has read it, or finds it suitable enough to read, or has wandered upon it through their meaningless scrolling through Tumblr to find something awesome we’d all like to emulate, this is just a post, to say go out in your own life and live it. Every single person ever deserves to be happy. I feel like throughout this “civilized” lifestyle we’ve become accustomed to not being happy. That being miserable and living life in your own corner-room office space is what is supposed to go on. But just think about it. Take one giant ass step away from yourself and look at yourself. Is this where you want to be? Are you doing what you want to do? If the answer is “Fuck no!”, well you and me both buddy. You need to say fuck them. Fuck all of those punk-ass oppressors, whoever they may be. Fuck you school, or, fuck you grades. Fuck you standards. Fuck you expectations. Fuck you random ass people, though even though you merely walk in and out of my existence I worry about how you think of me just because. We need to go out and live. Fuck society, fuck humanity, fuck all these predetermined ideas on how everyone is suppose to live. Just fuck it all, even if we go down to the very basics of, not even people, any living thing, what is their natural purpose of existence? Do you think wild animals care what anyone thinks? Well if they could speak I bet they’d say, “What?”, because they don’t even care about the question enough to even answer it correctly. The animals are out there living to do their best, to make the most out of their mortal experience here on this place we call “Earth”. One simply does not live and freely choose to be miserable.

Live your own goddamn life and fuck anyone in your way who tries to stop you from being your own version of happy.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

lsd.

Who I Was Meant To Be

Folder: 
Feelings

Who is it that,
I was meant to be?
Who is it that,
I am supposed to be?

I don’t know who,
I am right now.
I don’t know if,
this is who I’m meant to be.

There are many people
I’ve been told that
I should be like,
but I’ m just not like them.

The only one that
I am able to be
is the me that
I was meant to be.

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Another poem I wrote on January 24th, when the site was down.