Live your life!

A wise turtle once said. "The past is the past, the future is a mystery and right now is a gift, that is why we call it the present." Oh he was right! Live for the moment because it might pass you by. Don't let others influence your choices and don't care what other people think of you. You might actually get people thinking like you deep down inside. They just might not admit it right now. We all have our similarities and our differences. Let your differences shine and your life will blossom. This message was brought to you by... *flex* The Tuxedo Mask! *wink*

Cursed to Love.

For some reason unknown I dont get my world. I see my friends all around having crushes, getting girlfriends, having relationships and then either being dumped or being the dumper. Can a relationship truly last? It make me wonder....

I feel the emptyness. It comes to me whenever I see a couple laughing, kissing, holding hands whatever the case, I grow jealous. It is because I can't seem to find what they have.. but is what they have real? They eventually break up and they just don't think of eachother ever again... as if nothing happened... and the man just says how she is a b**** anyways. How can a person say this when you loved her. I dont understand my world.

I dreamt of the fairytale, I the prince go and sweep a girl off her feet and she falls madly in love with me. My greatest flaw, I still believe in Fairytales. This is possibly why I can't let go. When I say I love you.. I mean it. I keep searching for that girl.. the one in my dreams.. I think i see her here and there but then she vanishes. It hurts to know that I might be chasing her forever, but I need to fill this emptyness. I need to. I dont understand my world.

I have always been a lover, not a fighter. I think deep. I fall in love, but it never lasts. It just leaves the hole bigger. Why can't it be simple like my Fairytale? Why can't I just forget like my friends, why am I cursed to love, why can't I just say that I dont care. Why aren't people like me? or are they, and I havent seen? I dont understand my world.

I feel lonely sometimes. When everyone leaves. My parents leave me to go see my brother and sister in Calgary. It sucks to have no one to talk to, no one to listen, no one to feel. I get up in the morning to my alarm, see another beautiful day and get ready with only the sound of the shower and my voice singing. No one to talk too, I wait for awhile sitting, thinking, then I walk to school listening to music the window to everyone's soul. I put my best mask on.. my "Tuxedo mask" and get through the day listening and watching my friends. I walk down the same hallways, hoping for the girl to appear and everyday she does not. I get home to no one around, no one to talk to.

I'm not sure if she will ever come, to be cursed to love and not have one to love is my emptyness. Why can't my fairytale be simple? Why can everyone else forget thier Loves? Why can't I find her?.. questions that might never be answered,

but my Fairytale is just beginning....

Mr. Brightside the window to my emotions.

Music is the window to people's hearts. You can tell what people are thinking by just looking at there playlist. Here is one of mine.

Is it a sin?

One of my good friends came to me one day, and asked me, "Is it shallow to look at a girl and say that she is gorgeous and that you like her for her looks". I thought for a moment and then replied, " It isn't shallow, you just want to see if her inner beauty reflects the same as her outer beauty. However if you see that it doesnt and you only like her for her looks, then Yes, you are shallow." He took my advice and now likes her even more.

It is a sin to Lust after someone, but it isnt a sin to truly love.

The Rose

One cannot say how it goes,
but man cannot resist a rose.
It grows and grows until it blooms,
sometimes it will consume.
It's thorns protect its fragile body,
from those who are real naughty.
Its beauty steals the hearts of men
thousands, millions, even ten.

but one can say that it is good,
for men wouldnt be what they should.
Without a rose, a man may weep
but love he couldn't really reap.

And so the rose begins to rise,
a man would kill for the prize.
but man cannot truly resist
the beautiful rose and it's kiss.