imaginepeace72's blog

No one will read this, so it's point may seem unclear. Really I don't blog, why share my random nonsense thoughts with others? Plus, the word blog, is quite unappealing to me. But here I am. Knowing that no one will read this, it's really like I'm talking to myself, and I'm cool with that. After years of unconsciencly looking for a place to fit, I mean really fit, I have found it. A place in this world where everyone enjoys my company, and I do theirs. I'm consumed with music, the music I adore. I'm around these amazing people, their talents are mind blowing. Yet I'm not content. I feel like I'm forgetting something or leaving something behind that I'm supposed to be bringing along with me for this ride. I want to be ever changing, never clinging to something that makes me feel safe. I never want to get to the point where I'm so wrapped up in a lifestyle that I forget to be original and spontanious. I'm twenty three, twenty three... but my soul speaks in a much older voice. A voice much too wise for someone as unsure as myself. Being responsible has always come naturally to me, or so it would seem. But I think I'm better at faking responsibility than actually acting on it. In short, I have just gotten fucking lucky. When I say that, fucking lucky, I don't mean I had it easy. I have been through enough shit and pain for five lifetimes. Fucking lucky means, with all the things that I have done and situations I have gotten myself into, I'm still functioning. Blah Blah Blah...