changes (in the house of tupac)

weird how everything can suddenly alter as it has in the past week or so. Kind of like putting on blue lens glasses, and leaving them on for awhile. Everything seems weird, but its all really the same and you are just annoyed by them.
The weather is with me. Although its done this change stuff before, i have not in a couple of seasons. The sun moves furthur away from the earth, and that must be a lonely feeling after hanging out for a summer. So we all grow cold.
i must be as amiable as possible, and its easy with the heavy weight of melancholy on my back. Yet killing someone has never seemed so easy, only if it were the nice thing to do though. Like, if i go deaf, or lose all my eyes....please shoot me....i wont mind.
But change is good right? not really, unless you change everyday...then not changing is a change........im confusing myself, and thats why language is overrated.
blah blah.
Everything new is already dead today, even this homework.

Deftones in excess is probably bad for everyone. But its aiding me in feeling emotion at all...which is something I usually don't have. I feel as though im becoming part of the monotonous robot party, and i have to stop that shit at all costs.
my future looks like a mysterious silhouette, but with beautifully backlit shoulders....now would be a great time for me to be in an aggro rock band in 1997...i could really have shown them all.

maybe a few meatphysical quotes to go in line with my post so far:
push back to square, now that you need her...but you dont. Because back in school, we are the leaders of all.
i could float here forever...




you're still my passenger