kid cudi.

can't tell you how much i feel and relate to his music

boy < girl

when i met you i was scared to know you

when i knew you i was scared to like you

when i liked you i was scared to love you

now that i love you i'm scared to lose you

music.

i love you
is what i say to you
to every person to every thing
we were always true happines and always small flings

i played you countless times
yet i still called you mine

you sometimes brought me to tears
even helped rid me of some fears
you drive my life through the good and the bad
always here for me, happy or sad

i wish we didn't have to part
we've been together from the start
but forever you live on
even after we're gone
i love you forever and always on




-mando ds

as of now.

my life never seizes to surprise me at the randomest times. whether it be pleasant or unpleasant it's still a surprise, and needless to say it keeps my life interesting and worth living. as the saying goes " you learn something new everyday" i think i learn something new about myself everyday and oh my! the secrets i've come to learn about myself. it's almost as if i'm this perplexity of personalities that gives birth to me as a whole but i'm slowly learning the times these other said "mando's" like to show themselves, rarely are they all together at one given time. except for maybe in my dreams and that would explain why there so vivid and hard to comprehend or disinguish a meaning in them, at least from the portions of the ones i can remember. i'm sort of rambling on i'll just say i'm getting more in touch with myself, which i think will let me get more in touch with everyone else and sort of open up more personally.

progression.

finally i see the light at the end of the tunnel.
i've been pushing and striving to get through all of the bullshit i got myself into recently, but i'm almost out of the ruff patch i hit, i'm so close i can feel it. so ready to take my life off of pause and get it started again. basically this year is going to consist mainly of
school,
work,
and bettering MYSELF.

just me and i.

someone hold hands with me
walking to the city of insanity
that's my place to be.
irregular and unseen that's my sanity
the few I've let in know my personality
no turning back now it's become reality
I yelled for help! no one listened, just an unheard tragedy.
kind of sad ta see a young boy mislead livin in poverty
strugglin through depression and a hateful humanity
he's gonna strive through so happily
he's gonna make it one day you just wait and see

love of mine.

someday you'll be mine