I did this a couple of years ago… sometimes I forget how goofy/dorky I am.
I hate when a self help book makes me feel worse about myself than I did before I consulted it. Just let me be in denial.
Also, I love when I find a song that describes my mood perfectly, no matter how depressing it is.
Sad ideas have been flooding my brain today, and this in turn causes me to remember sadder things. The smallest objects trigger things from my childhood, and these are the things I blocked from my memory because I’m pretty sure they have contributed to issues with my self esteem and whatnot. When I look at a can of silly string for instance, I have a feeling of not being good enough. Don’t ask why. One instance caused the fun to be sucked from a child’s play thing. That was a dark time. Now, I can relate this to how I feel today because again, I don’t feel like I’m good enough. I will always feel second best, and I’m still looking for that moment where I’m not just another option. So, for now, I will sit back and listen to the music that reflects this mood so perfectly and wait for my moment.
Trying to create something that’s not there;
A spark I saw as a bomb is just a means to an end.
I love hearing a song that I haven’t heard in a long time and falling in love with it all over again.
“Broken Wings” by Bleed the Dream
In a dream I spent the day with you
in a carriage bought by blood.
The clouds were singing songs of fear and loss,
and they cut me down to size,
and they cut me down to size.
Broken wings have a home tonight.
No one is listening.
No one is listening.
When darkness fell
on the streets last night,
we never expected,
we never expected this.
In a perfect world I never know your name,
and do we even know it when we die?
Will death just pass us by?
Will death just pass us by?
Please just pass us by.
Broken wings have a home tonight.
No one is listening.
No one is listening.
When darkness fell
on the streets last night,
we never expected,
we never expected this.
When all this pain is justified,
while all the time is passing by
now is when we clench our fists
knowing we can’t fight through this.
The hours and the days are gone.
The weeks and months are moving on
Can’t they see that nothing’s going to stop us now?
Broken wings have a home tonight.
No one is listening.
No one is listening.
When darkness fell
on the streets last night,
we never expected,
we never expected this.
I like this song. It is my theme song. It makes me want to dance like Jimmy Fallon.
This is the dumbest thing I’ve ever seen. It’s like the kid from Degrassi is trying too hard to change his image. Maybe if you would write something meaningful, and did a video that didn’t contain girls jumping around in short shorts and tops that show massive amounts of cleavage, you could be taken seriously.