(via xoxowildchild)
we love living but we’re living to die dying to live wanting more than being 17 can give us. forced to grow up too quickly our minds are far more aged than our tired bodies. sitting in our bedrooms wasting away our youth we should probably get a life or at least enjoy the ones we have. but i guess that’s part of being a teenager- boredom, frustration, hope, and hopelessness co-existing within the same moment. they say that love and hate are the two strongest emot ions (who is they any ways). but it’s so much easier to hate you than love you. i mean i don’t wanna be a cliche of any sort but i’d rather smash you in the face than talk to you about the weather or anything else of no particular meaning to me, cause it’s always storming in my bedroom and forecasts call for more bad weather throughout the year. on the brink of turning 18 i wonder if all i have to offer the world is hate and negativity in the form of rock n roll...rock and roll is my salvation it’ll set me free whatever that means.
- J.R.