honesty is what makes the world go round, not love, or money or gravity. fuck gravity, it hurts when you feel sick, that shit just wants to rise, we all feel better after a good vom. new faceboook new life? technology.. that shit determines how you live your life, it changes people, brings the worst out, we hide behind our social networks, these alias’ can deter us from the real world, leading us astray, and thats where the honesty leaves. i fucked up taking people for granted and believing that what i was doing was okay, not right, i knew it was wrong, but okay, two syllables that can fuck with a life, if everything was okay in this world it would be fucked up, okay - isn’t right or wrong, its the mid way choice that people decide is satisfactory to live their life by. i will never be forgiven for what i’ve done, but will be rewarded with another chance when i can prove i have turned that shit behind me. that person who you feel is the one is not the person that gives you goosebumps when you see them, that wears off, its not the person that is impressed when you buy them nice expensive things thats greed, its the person that sticks by you, and no matter how much they want to HATE you, they feel sticking by you is the right decision, and that good/right will provail, these people are perfectly match one-to-one. there is always someone out there who will stick by you no matter what, you just goot to find them, i found mine, and as the story goes, boy-meets-girls, boy screws up, boy screws up more, girl forgives boy, boy screws up again, girl hates boy, boy proves himself, happily ever after? nothing ever ends happily that quickly, i have to work on my happily ever after, something time and money will never fix. ahhh. the next 72hours are critical. Emily. I Love You. I’m Sorry.






