" You think relationships are difficult? Try friendships. Try courting someone in order to convince them to join you in some nameless, shapeless Platonic complication — forever. Convince an adult stranger that you are worth a healthy slice of their limited time and energy without the prize of sex or romance.
If you’re having a bad day, just remember that the Raptor sounds from Jurassic Park were actually a recording of turtles having sex
" It’s a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you’re ready. I have this feeling now that actually no one is ever ready to do anything. There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now. And you may as well do it now. Generally speaking, now is as good a time as any.
Tomorrow, I’m making it my goal to write a song everyday, regardless of whether it sucks or not. In the end, it will make me a better songwriter. I can’t sit around my apartment and do shit this summer, I’ve got to accomplish something. I’ve got to do something with this life. I can’t be stuck here, or around these people much longer. I don’t hate Cstat, I like it a lot, actually, but there are still those times, that I can feel not necessarily unwanted, but not even noticed. Some of these girls, have that specific mind set of rich, white boys that wear sperrys, pink shorts, douchey sunglasses, and I’m just not that. I will never be that, and I most definitely do not want to turn into that. It kind of sucks, though, admittedly. I don’t really have a problem getting girls, so it’s not necessarily that, but the fact that a girl won’t even consider you because of the color of your skin, still? in this day and age? I shouldn’t be angry/ this upset over this shit for a girl that is clearly not a good person, but I am. I know there are some really good white boys out there, but then most of the types that these girls go for are the typical douche bags, that have had everything handed to them on a plate, and are some bullshit major, have a nice new car, and don’t have to worry about anything. I think that’s what aggravates me the most. The fact that some people have got everything, and I just don’t. How I started so far behind, how I have to work so hard for everything, and I still do get it… It’s frustrating, and senseless to get angry over someone else’s possessions, since I can only change my own, but I still don’t think it’s fair. I think I’m a decent person. I try to be a good guy. I take girls on dates, and wine and dine them, and buy them flowers, yet some still wouldn’t consider me. If it was my personality or something, then that would be fine, because that’s something I can change, or work on. But the color of my skin? That’s so shallow. And I don’t want a girl like that, but at the same time I do. Just to prove that I can be just as good as these other white guys.