laughing and running

so I'm sitting in my room, listening to the love shack (the song itself is irrelevant, but the fact is, its shaking my floor and walls, and its much too much alive [not that there is such a thing]) the room is alive with light, and quite simple, I'm alive. I am feeling the most alive I have felt in the longest time, and its just honestly the best feeling in the world. I am almost done school for the year, so I have the greatest feeling of accomplishment, thinking about how much I've been cramming into my brain, its practically exploding with epiphanies and revelations and just knowledge. man I love knowledge, its just so beyond comprehensible that we have an organ that retains information, and can be called to attention whenever. isn't that just unreal? I'm smiling and laughing and just everything about everything seems so beyond perfect, even though I know it isn't, I'm just in such a mood to overlook the small things, I mean, hey, none of them have killed me yet! why be so down and out?!

livinglivinglivingdyingdying,

when did you stop living for yourself?
you don't go after anything you want, you sit back and watch people take it away from you.
you allow distractions of every kind set you back and hold you there, but you're dying to move forward.
you're dying, dying to move forward.
its okay to live for yourself.