Run & Repeat it..

WITHOUT YOU ~ The Kid LAROI

Cut out a piece

Back in Uni I would get teased for being tooo Emo, can you blame them for it? the eye make up is all one needed to see , it was always as black as it could be. The black clothes- thankfully were not just a phase, I still pick black mostly given a choice.

Biggest mystery for me growing up was how do boys deal with break up? how do they react? what do they go through? is it all as dramatic as it is for us!

Years on …. I think listening to this song today gives me a tiny glimpse of what that emotion would be like for them. Yes it is a kid singing it, yes there is angst and yes he says “FU*K” and calls her a “Hoe”. This is for all the 17 year old boys who got their hearts broken, this is for all the 17 year old girls who broke their heart and this for them boys who would never be the same again.

Knew a lot of kids in both camps, heck what gets me is, 20 years on breaking hearts all sound the same. Nothings changed in that department I see. Lets drink to being kids at heart and for thinking back then the world revolved around us and our sad little stories. Mostly lets drink to all our innocence that we lost along the way.

Colors~

Glow in the dark

I just get carried away with what ever I do…..be it talking…..writing , …..reading……..any task that is monotonous it is christmas all over for me…..(Ehem hence the lengthy posts ……I noticed)

Really short one today……blame it on the brain freeze……. not literally……

“I tried to be perfect,
It just wasn’t worth it,
Nothing could ever be so wrong.
It’s hard to believe me,
It never gets easy,
I guess I knew that all along”

Pieces ~ Sum 41

You know how kids go through their teenage angst phase……the obvious rebel in them rears its ugly head but honestly they are just kids scared $h*^less about growing up…….this song pretty much sums it all up……..and no one does angst like Sum 41………

10 years on…..  you turn down your stereo volume while Aerosmith is playing…..

10 years on……you are no longer an outlaw………

10 years on……you become a serious citizen …..who pays “you name it they have it”  taxes…..

10 years on……you leave popularity and peer pressure at high school doors……

10 years on……you drop the trainers and pick the stilletos……

10 years on……your bedroom posters are replaced with degrees……

10 years on……you understand the true meaning of “feed yourself”……..

10 years on……you lose your inner child………

10 years on……you grow up!