It's so much worth it.

it's going to feel so much better. like you did when you first began to realize that you're finally born. when you first realize that you are now finally growing up. car keys 20 dollar blushed pockets, filled with a car ride home for friends and the understanding friends that know what it is like to end up going to a community. to finally eat the own words that you wished you'd never hear again. the words begin to settle in so much. but you continue to say, "it's going to be worth it." it will pay off. think silence in the water of a world war. think of noise in a deaf mans club. think about waving to the seas. and the flying high tops of the lose low rise. genes. fuck the imported genes. i am uno hundred percent pure blood guided by my own influence. creating hope that never existed. but that was never established. flying low until you grab the one that will follow for those couple of weeks. and tell you. i'm sorry, but i must depart for this session. and rekindle the sheltered for more of a different feel. meet new people. meet old people. and then meet the new old people that you never clashed with even when in class when all you thought about was i think i'll pass. but pass some ages. and pass some shakes. the world sees him differently. it's so much worth it.

but isn't everything worth it
if it wasn't worth it. then we'd be dead. we are wasting time. everything is worth it. the mistake. the heartache. saking for the past to be the present. trying to understand what the hell happened. every fucked up moment is a moment indeed. do not ask. just accept. because if we are dead.

it
was
worth
it.

now we wouldn'e be able to make anything worth it right?

joshuaantenorcruzconanan.

"rip up your sleeves and i'll take off my socks."