I have a crush on my history teacher.

I just went for a run to clear my head. And it was amazing. But I'm still a little lost and a little confused, but with friends, anything is possible. I'd be dead if I didn't have my friends. And that would most definitely suck.

No thoughts. No thoughts. No thoughts. No thoughts. No thoughts. No thoughts. No thoughts.

I need to work on thinking before I talk. It's not that I say mean things all the time, but it's that I'm too honest. When I talk I'll reveal my feelings and put myself in the most vulnerable position.

Raw honest emotion. Sometimes sharing that is the most dangerous thing you can do.

Become yourself. But make sure that you fit in with others. Be honest with others. But not too honest. Dare to dream. But not too big. Try to be different. But try to be the same. Share yourself. But not too much. The world is a huge contradiction.

Empathy. Empathy. Empathy. Empathy. Empathy. Empathy. Empathy. Empathy. Empathy.

The natural man is an enemy to god. I don't even know what I'm talking about. I hate liars. I've taken my vitamins like a good little child. I've been doing all my homework and studying for all my tests. I've gotten above eighty on all of them. And I'm not even cheating. Every kiss means something. I won't waste anymore.

I thought our kisses meant something because of the way you smiled and moved your lips. But now I see they were all spent in waste. But were they really? Because every one of them was in hopes that you would be my soul mate and that those kisses would be the ones that would always give me butterflies and send chills up my spine.

Sometimes your mistakes are the only things that lead you to your destiny. I believe in fate. I believe that the glass is half full. Usually.

-Drake Tonguedownyour Throte