I dont think that the end of this year will be too bad, mostly just boring--sitting at home or listening to music imagining im in a diff world.
I honestly dont feel like ive been here that long, maybe because i havent been on here much.

Your imagination is an outlet to your inner most desires and fantasies but how can one unlock such thoughts when we're to focused on the world around us and superficial things-- money, cars, and fame. Life is meaningless without a purpose or morals. A purpose guides you and morals keep you on a straight path.

Ive thought about sitting on a mountain top that's over looking a lake or ocean, visualizing soring through the sky with glorious wings. Hearing the waves crash and crumble beneath me. Floating, just floating. No sense of the poverty or anger the earth holds. Just mezmorised by feelings... breeze. The mountain sky so black it seeps through my eyelids. The bright full moon is the only thing that leads me towards shore. Knowing I should be going there but not quite sure where. Just following thou that guides me.