He that is without sin among you, let him cast the first stone

That's right I'm quoting bible at you.
Sometimes I wonder if  everyone had the same religion would the world be easier.
If we all believed that someone was always watching us, would that make us act better.
Humans are easily hated. So if we all lived by the same rules would it be easier to understand. or would we just hate each other more.
'He that is without sin among you, let him cast the first stone'
If we all lived by that quote even those without who don't believe in Jesus would we forgive each other easier, because we have all sined, for good or bad.So then surely we would all hate each other less,and life would be more fun.
'Is it worthless,to be wanted?'
Is it really, or is that just what people who aren't wanted say. Is it normal to want something so bad that it never leaves you. That it dances in the back of your mind so that sometimes you forget. But every day once you have time to think. Lying in bed at night or going home on the bus and there it is again.
I have totally lost track of where I was going with this point.

Do people misunderstand me alot? or am I just a horrible person who doesn't see how bad they are. Oh god am I my taid. fuck I am aren't I . I say things that I don't think about except when it's too late. Oh poo.
But I have no idea how to change that. May be I shall just never speak again. That will do it.

I am so fed up of being hated, it's almost a joke. How many people can I get to say it? and even then I imagine everyone else is just thinking it.
Lifes a bitch sometimes 
night night

Wondering

One wonders if ones last blog made one sound like one hath killed someone.
One wonders if refering to ones self as 'one' makes one sound mad.
One wonders if one is refering to oneself as one correctly
One wonders if you have stoped reading by this point.
One can safely say, I ain't done nothin!
One wonders why one has made this pointless post.
One is content with ones wiredness.
One is off to wired it up in geogrephy.

What's done is done, you can't reverse the bullet from a gun

Me again

I haven't posted for a while, couldn't think of much to put.
Because all I can think of stuff just nothing to really write about, feelings that change and pass and morph depending on lots of things, like the time, how much sleep I've had and so on.
But mainly that feeling that I can't see that point where I do something other than this.
College ,home ,eat, homwork, tv, sleep, eat college and so on .
and the advice that I get from people who don't quite get it.
It , being lost. Well not lost maybe just stuck in the familiar and not being able to find that turning point that everyone else seems to get when they have clarity and they know where they are going.
They are happy for however long.
I sit and I read all the stuff people write about there lives and even the blogs I can empathise with , they all have a happy note. Something they like even if they are un-sure if it will last, or change. But they are happy with it.
I don't have that anymore, I told myself I don't need it. Even though I know deep down I do. But it doesn't matter because I can't get it anywhere. So I Hide in food and make my mum tut and shake her head and wait. For something , maybe when I'm 18 though most likely not.

Anyway I'd say this is happier it's not really though but it made me smile because it reminds me of the past. It makes me wonder how many people feel this and can remember a time when they did this or felt this.  Enjoy, I did. In fact it has been on repeat since I started this. 


Six Degrees Of Separation-The script


You've read the books,
You've watched the shows,
What's the best way no one knows, yeah,
Meditate, get hypnotized.
Anything to take from your mind.
But it won't go, ohhhh ohhh
You're doing all these things out of desperation,
Ohhh ohhh,
You're going through six degrees of separation.

You hit the drink, you take a toke
Watch the past go up in smoke.
Fake a smile, yeah, lie and say that,
You're better now than ever, and your life's okay
When it's not. No.
You're doing all these things out of desperation,
Ohhh ohhh,
You're going through six degrees of separation.

First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little

(Oh no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)

(No no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)

You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too,
Anyone who'll throw an arm around you, yeahTarot cards
Gems and stones,
Believing all that shit is gonna heal your soul.
Well it's not, no, wohhhh

You're only doing things out of desperation,
Ohhh ohhh,
You're goin' through six degrees of separation.

First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little

No there's no starting over,
Without finding closure, you'd take them back,
No hesitation,
That's when you know you've reached the sixth degree of separation



And now psychology awaits