Mullets

       

THIS POST IS DEDICATED TO EVERYONE WHO HAS A MULLET.

 #godbless #rarespecies #dontcutit #weird ##

Orders

                                                                               


                                       




                                                   


                                        








I'm giving you an order to rock out like you just got front row tickets to see Michael Jackson. Like Michael Jackson is still alive. Like he called you up and asked you to be a part of his big movie production. I'm giving you an order to rock out like its your birthday and you have all the money in the world to do whatever you want. Like your holding a fire hose and they are letting you spray whoever you want. Like you're an amazing artist and you just painted your bedroom ceiling like the Sistine Chapel. (pass me more aqua)

I'm giving you an order to rock out like you just finished the seventh Harry Potter book. Like Every girl is chasing you. Like all your friends want to be you. Rock out like you just drank your 10th beer and you're still going. Like you know you're not going to be driving home tonight. Rock out like Stevie Nicks drinking heroine from a fire hose. Rock out like you just came up with a million dollar idea, and they are paying you for it tomorrow. Rock out like its christmas. Like every time you open the fridge whatever you were craving so much is right there staring back at you. Rock out like you're in a band and you guys like to rock out!

Overdue and Overloaded

I'll tell you sinners never sleep, but you WON'T believe me.

I'll twist the world around until you see it from MY eyes.

I'll slip your feet into my sneakers and MAKE you wear them.

But I know you.. and you won't listen to anything I say.

I wouldn't want to overdue it, but you my sir are a grade 'A' asshole. 

Fire

 Stumbling down the stairs, smoke infested lungs and blood shot eyes. You’d a thought I was drunk. Pondering whether I’d walk away alive from this or not.

 I fell.

The three stairs to the concrete floor felt like ten. I looked over to see Indie lying in an unconscious state. A large burning beam laid over his back. Was it worth risking my life to go over there and grab him? What if he was dead.. The door was right there, if I didn't run to it right now the fire would take over the whole room.

I hurled the beam off his back. I slapped his face to which he replied with a quick gasp of life. Relief rushed through me. I pulled his arm around my neck and lifted him up. I looked through the dense smoke towards the door. The pathway was overpowered by fire.

We turned and hurriedly limped towards the kitchen. Dizzy and unable to see very far in front of me I walked down the hall blind. Indie was in and out of it.

“Help” he kept whispering.

The kitchen was just as bad. But there was a clearing by the window above the sink. I set Indie down, leaning him up against what was remaining of the nearby wall. I picked a brick up from within the rubble and launched it at the glass window.

Shattered. I picked Indie up and we hurried towards the window.

intuition

Turn the TV off and put the beer down. Please.

Listen as my vocal cords move, as my mind forms intuitive thoughts, and as I sway your opinions my way.

You're a red head? I hate you.. 

You like being popular? You disgust me.. 

Drugs are cool? I guess my friends are cool..

You drive a nice car? You're obviously better than everyone else..

Never had a job? Your life must be hard..

Your curfews 11? Grow up..

You're a virgin? Rare species.. 

They are talking shit on you agian? Why does it matter..

Parents are fighting again? Whose aren't..

Your siblings are annoying? At least you have some..

This generation... Complete bullshit.. 

                                 

This guy.

Get Weird

                                                         

                                                 

                                                      

Don't judge me just because you sin differently.

 Just stop, stop and listen to the beat of your heart. How long will that last? 2 more years? 80 more? If you're not sure and I'm positive you are not.. Then why worry about anything, anything at all? Why not just do what you want while you are in good health and you can?

Isn't it all about doing what makes you happy?

Just being happy..

What makes you happy?

Food. Food makes me happy. This one girl, makes me happy. Reading and sports make me happy.

I enjoy the feeling of having money.. I rarely have any but when I do I love to flaunt it. I've got a sweet tooth for ice cream. Vanilla, and cookie dough to be exact..

Things to do before I die

• Sky dive (i am deathly afraid of heights)
• have a garage of nice cars!
•  marry that beautiful women
• get through college
• make bank
• raise a family
• end world hunger...?
• venture to foreign countries to see what the world is really about
• read every book in the world
• taste the rainbow
• try every flavor of ice cream
• stay sane my whole life
• excel at something
• wake up early enough to watch the sun rise 

(not in any particular order)

rules are dumb why live by anyone else's but my own?

#justliveyourlife     #getweird