What?!!

Blogging blogging
blog blog blog
Fuck you fuck you bad
You should be ashamed
publicizing and displaying thoughts
thoughts coming out of my mind
not being processed through mouth
not herd and probably never herd
but definitely seen.
Blog blog blog
fog fog fog
fuck you!
its night night night
and the rain drips
slowly down the buildings
melting them
making them a bit
weaker a bit far from new
a bit dead.
Blob blog blood
everything anything
tonight is not the night
cough!
fuck you too!
i hope night quil soothes it all
doesn't it?
Well what ever
I was never sick
blog blog blog
what the fuck!
bitch!
you
yes
straight in your eyes I gaze and
try to find your soul.
eye's shut
nothing there.
goodnight!

My current situation...

College...
Im finally here.
What is there for me to do here?
Graduate right?...
Well I sure hope I do.
I couldnt have come to college.
I could have gone to Mexico and shoot my photography portfolio.
If I wouldn't have come I wouldn't have met you, you and you.
I would have met other people
Different people with different ideals
Different thoughts and different answers.
But it's been an experience for now.
Its hit me.
Reality
I'm officially a victim.
But overall I cant complain.
I'm taking pretty cool classes.
I discovered my passion for sculpting and making things.
I discovered I don't really like media work.
I discovered that I can love math...
and I discovered that anthropology might be a thing for me.
Life is just different.
VERY!
We arent as innocent
Well at least me.
I appreciate everyone a bit more than I had already.
I feel like I can't vomit all of who I am here.
I cant
I think this is all.
I already have self disclosure problems.
I dont think I need this.
Stupid Facebook.
And the status updates.
Well goodbye troubled world.
For now...

I should

I should be logging on here more often and keeping track of my existence.
I should be here ranting about things I 've seen
I should be here seeing you read what I like to write.
I should be here feeling your senses towards the completion of these sentences.
I can be doing other things.
I can be dancing.
I can be graduating from school.
I can be watching television.
I can be drawing.
But In reality I'm not doing anything of that.
But in reality these things wouldn't matter.
But in a world of real there wouldn't need for my prove of existence.
But whats the use.
These words are enough
The sentences are getting mad.
Im using too much words in a single sentence.
Everything should be short and sweet.
Straight on.
Forward.
No explanations.
Life.