I like flowers. Flowers are pretty. Not as pretty as the light reflecting on the water at the end of the day or gently hitting people's faces through the windows in the bus when I catch it exactly five minutes before nine o'clock in the morning but they're enough for me to give you a five hour long inner dialogue about them. They'll always be there, unless humans decide to ruin that too? No, they won't, without flowers there are no humans, that's fact isn't? That's life. And that's what it is really, there's not much to it, we eat, we pee and we breath, maybe have a laugh or two in the path of death but not more than that. It's clear that people over complicate their lifes to make them special, or meaningfull. Why does it have to mean anything? It's not like we're special? Do you think you'll be more if you get to be a movie star? A little twinkly star that gets painted over with dark blue paint on the scenario of the new movie that gets out this Saturday! Movie where you do not star. And after that you will go back to being less special? Like all those ugly kids who didn't make it in the audition? Yeah there are ugly people and beautiful people, but I've recently been finding it intriguing that normally those switch inside, where no one can see. What's the point of being able to be a movie star if you're blank inside. Not saying that's always the case, I like to think I'm beautiful, only sometimes though, I hate seeing me in pictures, I prefer to take them, I prefer to catch moments and keep them to myself. I like to look at girls and notice how the pigment of their skin is slightly or dramatically different from the guy's next to her and I like to see my hand's shadow travelling with me as I make tiny waves with it at lunch time when we're allowed to go out and get passed all the fake students passing out grass in front of where we have classes where they tell us not to ingest them in any sort of way. I'm not gonna lie, sometimes they look cool, but I prefer to get out of this small town than being in drug paradise for the rest of my unfortunate life. It's funny how at 15 people are saying it's a way of life, with their parents supporting them and the drugs they take everyday. That's cheating. They're all cheaters. People cheat.
