i'm gonna pay, yeah we're all gonna pay when it's over.i'm rob. my life is too complex to even begin to describe. i'm everything i hate and everything i love wrapped up in one messy, loving package. i don't care if i love too much, i just don't want to love too little. i'm an assembly of all the movie characters and people and books and personalities of all the creatures i've ever encountered. i like to think i'm equal parts the best and worst of all of those things. a little yin to balance out a little yang.i say things in unique ways. i'm different. i'm out there. but i'm me. i can sleep at night knowing i'm ok with my world and my role in it. i'm rarely completely satisfied with the things that matter. i'm kind of jaded about the world we live in sometimes. the big stuff boggles my mind, but the small stuff is what really makes life worth living. the people you meet and become friends with and share your life with are the ones who matter the most. the moments you share are the filler that gaps the good and bad. we're only here once that we know of, and i believe that you should spend as much time as you can trying to be happy and trying to make yourself a better person. i'm not ok with death, and probably won't ever be. i just wanna live slowly so i can remember everything before it's all over. time won't remember us, so i think we should remember as much of our time here as possible.i'm trying hard. i'm trying hard to change and to be better today than i was yesterday. but it's like everything i do and everything i think and believe is flawed. and i don't want to be flawed. everybody's flawed, but i don't want to be everybody. i want to be on peoples' minds and in their hearts. i want to endear myself to those i know and those i don't know. i want people to say that i live simply and i don't want people to worry about me. i worry about myself enough. i need something new, i need someone new. someone different -- someone genuine, compassionate, and sincere. and i get so down knowing that that person might not be out there. and if they're not out there, why do i try to communicate my thoughts and emotions the way i do? i don't know, i just don't know.there's some sort of message in me that's waiting to burst forth; something inside me that has to come out. i'm not sure when it'll come out, how it'll come out, or when it'll come out, it'll just come out. i don't even know what it is, but when it comes out everything's gonna fall into place and the world will be as it should be instead of how it is. i'll be who i want to be, i'll do what i love to do, and everything will be effortless and genuine. every smile on a stranger's face will be pleasant, every phone call will report good news, and every child will realize their potential.but until then...these things can only be true in my head when i close my eyes and drift off to sleep.so until then, i'll just dream.
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