Freaking out in a Moonage Daydream

I believe that belief will soon be a thing of the past.
That’s not right! It looks like life is heading in the wrong direction sometimes, because the human race has become a human race.

I’m not a competitive person. I don’t like winning or losing. So, what is it to be? Divine or less(which is more than you think)?

Hamlet had it right. Except for the poision, that part was fucked up.

Ohh.. So history repeats, does it? After what I know, that you broke scout’s honour, I don’t even know if I want to look you in the face! You told? YOU of all people, told? And then spread rumours?!
Stalker? I ain’t no motherfucking stalker, babe. Just trying to keep a secret. Which seems pointless now anyway. Because I trusted you! Actually, not just you. I trusted so many of ye. Because that is what you do. You trust your best fucking friends! I mean, there’s no bloody way that any of you have any idea of where this puts me, though I say it often enough! It puts me sitting on a fucking couch every fucking Friday because you don’t have the balls to confront me about a few little texts I sent.
I just asked you for the fucking physics homework! Stalker? I am no stalker. Tell you what you are. You’re a cheat. You went back on your word and dragged our friends into this even though nobody had anything to do with it! And I hope you feel sick. I hope that you feel a bit… Green.
You know that it didn’t have to be like this.
Gitaway witcher ’stalker’. And get the fuck away with your promise. It’s broken, anyway.

Pity you don’t have hair for it. You would’ve made a great girl, you little bitch.

It’s the only thing that makes me feel a little less than mediocre.
(in the direction of up)
So let’s be a little less similar altogether, a little less kin and a little more kind.

Jesus Christ the days go so so fast- party number eight hasn’t arrived yet, but I’m planning on history striking three times so I’m not classed as the green. Again.
I just need one more chance at this, till I can absolutely definitely say that she is dead.
And nobody will ever know?

Hey. I know I could’ve sotally programmo texted or said this t’you or whatever. But writing’s nice! Kinda…

Also, bear with me but I kinda need to be a bit of a faggot for this. To get the point across, obvo!

You will totally, totally make it.
Like, I know that you feel there isn’t enough time, that you could be four different people at any given moment in the future. This is true! But another truth is that you will definitely, definitely, definitely always be thinking the exact same thing. There’ll always be interviews, auditions, competitions, conversations, decisions and total failures you’ll regret. There is absolutely nothing you can do but go with it, accept what makes you happy and change what you don’t!

Not to say that you can’t trust life, or have some faith! Or change completely. You know my philosophy is that the absolute best things happen on a regular basis! Every day, really. You just have to really look for them sometimes.

Oh, another thing we have in common- neither of us will really acheive our dreams.. Not every one of them, anyway. You and I dream far, far, far too much for that! Dreams are overrated, anyway. I know that when I was younger, I never ever ever dreamed of stealing my best friend’s every possession, sleeping on trains or wearing purple dresses, but they’ve been the absolute best things in the history of ever.

So it’s not the goals, it’s not all what you set out to learn but really it’s all about what you’re forced to learn by accident. That’s what sticks forever!

But maybe ’sticks forever’- as in, sticks-and-stones, does more harm than good here. You can lay down what you want your life to be, but always remember that the ability to accept exception is always going to come in handy.

This isn’t a goodbye speech, nothing of the kind. Just a little reassurance that we know that we know changes are coming up fast, but you can always rely on whatever your life’s constants prove themselves to be.

So enjoy yourself, and do the things that matter! You know there isn’t time and space to do it all. Love the things you try, go drink a girl drink (I’m the guy)! Try to laugh it off if you should fall. Set free whatever you want, cause if you think about it you’ve got all the time in your world to do these things. And always remember, that the time of your life should actually turn out to be the time of your life!

And should you need me, you have my word.
Desmond, I’ll be your constant.

It totally figures that a magnifying glass would help me look over the little things in my life. The walk was nothing like I thought it’d be and everything I needed it to be. This is definitely freedom, and the perfect excercise.

Go take a walk, like every day. You’d be amazed who you run into.