This is beautiful. What a beautiful couple. What happened to people nowadays?

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Every voice is unique, and everyone has a beautiful voice, whether it be suited for formal speech, a soothing medley, a quiet evening talk during the sunset, a squeaky and cheerful pick-me-up, or a low grunting assurance of friendship.

But a far as these voices go, it doesn’t say a word about the person’s character until you evaluate what it is that they have to say. Some people can be whole-hearted and genuine while having a broken and muttered voice, while others can be lying and deceptive with their friendly casual voice.

It’s all about how much you evaluate what people have to say. Being a good listener doesn’t begin to scrub the surface until you’ve re-evaluated what people have said in different scenarios for some length of time. 

Some people like to hear themselves talk, then reiterate themselves seeking awknowledgement in others so they can feel better about themselves. Those kind of people have annoying voices and I hate that shit. People like that usually have similar characteristics in their voice as those who have the same attention-seeking surface-deep personalities. They don’t give a damn as long as they feel good and in some ways make it out on top. On top of what, I don’t know, but those people I don’t want in my life. Those are the kind of people I’ve experienced talking shit behind my back to make themselves feel better or to criminalize my personality and stature, all the while convincing themselves to be on my good side whenever I’m face to face with those people. I’ll have none of that.

I often like to think about things, people, past experiences, and in general, just solve puzzles. Putting two and two together and piecing every single piece of my life in a big ‘world map’ puzzle, if you could call it that. Unfortunately I’m hindered with the amount of thoughts that run through my mind, but its fine. When the whole world starts to crumble, I’ll still have the friend I’ve made in my mind.

Until the day comes where someone finally understands my silence and doesn’t ask about it, I’m not trusting anybody.

I burned a new CD today and included this song in it (because I only have the Lights album, not the Bright Lights one). Just came back from a quick drive to the convenience store for a quick drink and grabbed a bite to eat. I couldn’t believe the number of emotions and memories this song brought out through that whole drive. The lyrics did something to me unlike they do when I listen to them on my computer or via headphones. It’s very different. I had to put it on repeat.

All I was going through were a ton of good emotions and memories of Cattie. There’s even a point in my drive, where I took the long way home to stop by the lake to breathe in some fresh air and eat my food, where I just lapsed back into my happy dreamland. It’s definitely been a while since I’ve been there, especially going through what I did not too long ago. I have my life there, happy as can be, and there she was. I know things are never going to be the way they were again, but it was nice. If all the good things about her don’t mind sticking around with her character in dreamland, I’d still be happy to keep her memory around. She hurt me quite a bit, but her postitivity will always outweigh those things, and that’s reason enough for me to forgive what she’s done.

Lapse back into the real world and appreciate the music for what it’s able to do to one’s mind, body, and soul.

Getting sick of every fucking superficial thing that comes out of people’s throats. I’m fucking tired of superficial words and promises that never follow through. I’m fucking sick and tired of superficial people who toss you away like a piece of gum. Once the flavor is gone, spit it out. It certainly seemed as though I’ve found people nowadays who are more than skin deep, but time and time again I’ve always been proven wrong.

There’s too many shallow people in my life, and every new person that comes into it just proves to me their lack of worth in my life and the lack of worth I have in theirs. I don’t even want to try being a good person or a good friend anymore. I need to move on and move out. I need to find a place where people actually have heart, true character, a real backbone, and morality. Obviously change starts with ones self, but I’m done changing who I am to please people. People aren’t going to be happy two days later when they find someone more interesting and move on. It’s blatantly obvious that I’ve got nothing good to offer, but that’s still part of who I am. I’m done with being used, abused, then tossed in the sidelines only to be used when another ‘toy’ breaks or when something is needed.

Sure it may sound like some form of cookie-cutter motto, but I’ll keep doing me while people keep changing to impress people they don’t even know or like. I’d rather lose it all and find some way of keeping myself happy than to sit around with a false smile, wanting bigger and better but not putting any effort into making it happen.

I really don’t know anymore. I’m still certain that I’m unhappy, but I’ll do what I have to in order to get by and move forward. 

I’m not interested in waiting for the tides to rise anymore. It’s definitely time to walk out and jump into another pond with some adequate depth.

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Stock Silvia grille or GT-R-style grille and this thing would be killer.

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