What's more depressing, yet beautiful then the truth of life itself?

People who rather not live their life in the act of pleasure that to of what's meant of being; pose their overall meaning of life at higher glance yet lessen whatever sort of scarce satisfaction they are efficient of maintaining left.

Everyone does as their told , the only difference in variety is as to whom they chose to listen to.

I wouldn't want you to go out there and do some crudely obscene actions and interactment, i'd like you to go out there and try actions which have previously seem crudely obscene to you at one of time.

I don't choose to be unstable because i'm "Smart" , but i do choose to be open-minded as i am highly unstable.

I determine the world from two main groups of people, the people who like do be entertained, catered and living as if the world was purposely set up for them; and the people who want to entertain, experience, and are always living life at it's costs.

You're given a chance to either be knowledgeable of what you've come to live in and have your expectation's set to that of realities, or set an artificial fantasy for yourself and stand aside as the world evolves around you. .

Sometimes i would preferably rather have envisioned myself as another mindless go - happy sheep resource as to the being i have made myself out to be.

Being above the influence isn't about not doing drugs, it's about knowing what you're dealing with and choosing whether or not you're willing it to try it in the near future regardless of what your peers enforce on you.

It is but my determinable consistency to maintain sanity itself that is causing me to become audibly delirious.