Karma is a bitch

Sup Blogger?

It has been quite some time since I used you and that's just not fair.
I gotta say though, Tumblr is preeetty kickass.

I would just like to release my thoughts to you blogger.
I'm so done with school right now, lets go summer!
Sleep would be nice right now.

Big day for the dutch tomorrow!
RAWR!

DEAD

Okay that's it folks.
No more shitty blogger, more sweet tumblr.
Goodbye Blogger, you have done well.


www.kevinisabear.tumblr.com

There just isn't enough time in the day!
All these people, all this work, what is one to do?!

I want Tumblr.
Blogger does not do well with pictures and videos and other cool things.
I think I'm ready for the change.

I smoke two joints in the morning
I smoke two joints at night
I smoke two joint in the afternoon
It makes me feel all right

I smoke two joints in time of peace
And two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints
And then I smoke two more

I like hanging out with myself.

lalala

I feel sleeping coming, cha-ching!
Chronic, you're my new sleeping pill.
I like you better.

Doooooog barkbark,
okokok i need to chill, way too high.

I thought I heard noises from behind the shower curtain. I approached it cautiously, my heart was pumping with tremendous force. I pulled the flower stained curtain up ever so slowly...all I see is a white tub. Better check the ceiling for some ninja shenanigans. All is clear, did I trip out hard? Yes. Am I still tripping? Yes. Did I just call my opa and wish him a happy brithday? Apparently, but I don't remember! Many synths later, I still am quite high. Music is the greatest thing on the earth. I'm on a whole notha level. My mind has escaped. How do you find your mind when you can't think? These are places few have travelled, all around the map. I need to go. Get on a plane and just go. Anywhere. Everywhere. Please take me somewhere off this map. I've grown so bored of this location. I crave a drastic change. Grab a backpack, hit Europe. Imagine the freedom, imagine the sights, imagine that moment...that perfect joyful moment where you know instantly, 'This is Happiness'.

Fucking 19+ concerts, I'm gonna kill myself!!!!!!!!
This would be too amazing.

Calvin Harris
Laidback Luke
Fake Blood
Aeroplane
Annie Mac
Nero
Toddla T
Boy 8Bit & Martyn

CALVIN HARRIS.
CALVIN FUCKING HARRIS.
I NEED TO BE THERE.

:(

WHY MUST YOU DIE STUMBLEUPON?

I kinda wanna try out tumblr...but i must remain faithful to blogger!

okay here's the test,

Sleeping Pills + Ritalin = ?
I guess we'll find out in the morning.

Wish I could drink cold apple juice 24 hours a day.
And smoke...

I'll only let you down,
but I'm told otherwise.

I don't want to hurt you,
but that's all I'm capable of.

Stay away, you deserve better,
don't trust me.

I can't help but think,
my mind doesn't stop.

Maybe these pills will help me,
ritalin to the rescue.

FOOOOOOOOOTBAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLL!
I've been looking to the superbowl for so long, it's pretty much my life.
My team is gonna take it all the way.
I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE MEN IN TIGHTS HOLDING EACH OTHER :D:D:D

waaaaaaait a second..
Fuck the superbowl!
All you dipshits can go touch each other while watching that garbage.
I don't even know which teams were playing tonight and I'm quite happy about that.
The only good thing about it is that we now have a whole year before everyone becomes stupid again.
Until then I'll just dream about men in tights...

SNOWHAWKS!SLEEP!SNOWBOARDING!!MUSIC!ADAMSANDLER!BAILS!JOLLYRANCEHRS!SOURSKITTLES!ENERGYDRANKS!COLD!JUDGEJUDY!WIND!BESTFRIEND!WEATHER!HANGMAN!SMOKE!LITTLEJACOB!LITTLEALEX!CHRONIC!QUIZNOS!CHILL!
ahhhhh, perfect day!
Keep it comin February.

I have this feeling. A feeling I haven't had in quite some time. Happiness.
I am genuinely happy and I am certainly looking forward to the weeks ahead.

The stars shine bright when I'm alone,
Tiny specs of light in an otherwise dark world,
That's all of you, that light.
I didn't see the moon tonight.
Who is that?
Who is my bright light in my dark night?

Thank you so much, you may have just saved my life tonight.
I had no one to turn to and just at the right time you came calling when no one else would.
I don't think you know what could have been. I can't tell you how much you caring actually means to me right now.
Disaster avoided.

So throw me in the gutter because I have no use here anymore.
Give me a chance and I'll walk straight out the door.

There's a virus that lives deep inside of me.
An infection of the mind and I can't break free.

Stay close friends, you're all I've got.
Can I continue on this path, I think not.

I'm sitting atop a fence, what to do?
Jump, sit, my senses aren't quite in view.

motha fuckin exams son!
i do not care enough about this bullshit to do anything, and i hate myself for it.
then again i could pretend like school is awesome and i love all my teachers and all the super cool open-minded fucks that go to WDHS.
lets be honest, i like around 2% of the population. the rest are drama-addicted, self-absorbed assholes.
I don't wanna waste my life with these people anymore.
Where's the substance? Where is my calling? Who is calling me?
The phone is dead.
It's not even plugged in.
No communication.
Nothing.
Dead silence.

I will rape you motherfucker!

I misread you bicycle.
You are clever.

The mask I polish in the evening by the morning looks like shit

Just turn off!
Tune out!
Shut down all systems PLEASE.
whywhywhy!
I cannot win this game, you're a dirty cheater. It is unfair to use my mind against me.
This is almost like someone using steroids in sports...they play the game well and they are happy on the outside. but deep down they know it's not them, it's the chemicals. That's what sleep is like, sure i do it damn well when essentially a tranquilizer is used, but it's not real. It's not me.

Go away, we don't want you here.
You are unloved, please leave.
I can't keep doing this, you don't understand.
This is hard for me, I can't do this every night.
Who the fuck am i kidding though, it's not going away.
It's a fucking virus, it will never leave. No matter how much you try and fix it and cover it up, it still lingers.
A heavy thought from a heavy mind.

You're all fucking faggots.
You're not better than anyone so quit strutting around like you're hot shit.
It's sad that you are so much like those stuck-up atrium kids yet you try so hard to be artsy and distance yourselves from them.
___________
- You're not really that fashionable, you like to follow the other two around.
- You look ridiculous with red lipstick. Do me a favour, shove it up your ass, i know you'll love it slut.
- I admit you're smart...but nobody gives a shit. You're still an awful person.
___________
- I'll always think of you as a cunt, that's a given.
- You didn't even have the guts to apologize.. quite disappointing.
- I don't wish bad things upon you though, I wish you all the best.
___________
- I was there for you when you needed advice, but when it was over, you were gone.
- Think for yourself, stop following her.
- I like you but you really lack everything someone looks for in a friend.

What's for breakfast? STAY ASLEEP
What's for lunch? REPETITION
What's for dinner? __________
And Dessert? DRUGS

There was a time

There was a time I was happy,
There was a time I loved,
There was a time I was loved,
There was a time I felt I had a purpose,
There was a time I had faith,
There was a time I cried,
There was a time I hid
There was a time I hurt many people,
There was a time I cared,
There was a time you were my world,
There was a time I wasn't confused.
There was a time.

You are just a number,
And I ain't got a name.

do you think you're pretty?
do you think you're beautiful?
let me tell you something, you're fucking hideous!
we're all hideous creatures hiding inside a shell.
your body is your shell.
you make it look pretty, you make it look clean.
you do your hair, you put on deodorant.
you try and convince everyone you're normal because of how your shell looks.
but really, the most gorgeous, incredible thing about people is what's going on inside.
forget about trying to be normal.
fuck the norm!
come out of your shell, show yourself!
I wanna know what's going on inside.
quite frankly, exteriors are getting a tad bit boring.

garbage

another wasted fucking night,
more childish chatter,
is this really what my life has come to?
where's the substance, the purpose?
i don't know how to feel anymore,
i don't know what to feel,
what the fuck is going on?
please show me how,
show me something!
nothing feels right anymore,
i don't even remember that content feeling i once had,
another faded memory,
lost in my mind,

i'm at a loss for more than words,
i can't do it anymore,
don't you people understand?
THIS IS ALL FAKE. EVERYTHING YOU KNOW ABOUT ME ISN'T REAL. THIS IS NOTHING. THESE EMOTIONS ARE REPLICATED FROM WHAT I THINK SHOULD BE. AM I BEING NORMAL ENOUGH? I CAN'T FAKE IT ANYMORE. I'M NOT HAPPY. I AM NOT FUCKING HAPPY. TRUTH IS I DON'T KNOW HOW TO BE HAPPY. CAN YOU SHOW ME? CAN YOU PLEASE SHOW ME HOW THE FUCK THIS WORKS CAUSE I CERTAINLY DON'T KNOW. EVERYTHING HAS LOST MEANING.
I'm fucking done.

Maybe

Didn't you want to hear
The sound of all the places we could go
Do you fear
The expressions on the faces we don't know
It's a cold, hard road when you wake up
And I don't think that I
Have the strength to let you go

Maybe it's just me
Couldn't you believe
That everything I said and did wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye and your calm, hard face
Makes me wish that I was never brought into this place

There goes my ring
It might as well have been shattered
And I'm here to sing
About the things that mattered
About the things that made us feel alive for oh, so long
About the things that kept you on my side when I was wrong

Maybe it's just me
Couldn't you believe
That everything I said and did wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye and your calm, hard face
Makes me wish that I was never brought into this place

And someday
I promise I'll be gone
And someday
I might even sing this song to you
I might even sing this song to you, to you, to you
And I was crying alone tonight
And I was wasting all of my life just thinking of you
So just come back we'll make it better
So just come back
I'll make it better than it ever was
I'll make it better than it ever was

Maybe it's just me
Couldn't you believe
That everything I said and did wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye and your calm, hard face
Makes me wish that I was never brought into this place

Maybe it's just me
Couldn't you believe
That everything I said and did wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye and your calm, hard face
Makes me wish that I was never brought into this place

and as morning approaches i get this feeling,
i dont want to wake up, it's all meaningless,
let me sleep for just a little while longer,
escape this life.

sometimes i just don't see the point,
it's all the same,
you're all the same,
what am i even living for?