Independent #10

So I was listening to Wasted Years by Cold and Numb by Ill Nino. Both have a common emotion so I used it to create this piece. I basically wrote it because it is due and I'd like to pass this class :-D

Looking back on the days past, what, out of everything he did, meant something? What was actually important? Did he change the world?

When he was younger he had hopes, dreams. He would make an impact on the world; he would be worshipped, loved, adored and revered above all others.

Now he sat in his lonely 20,000 square foot mansion on the beach with stacks of empty vodka bottles and piles of naked bodies, all of whom he didn’t know. He had the money, the looks, the women, everything. He was one of the world’s most eligible bachelors. But what was the cost?

She had walked out on him at the very beginning of his upward spiral. She saw his corruption, his demons, his panic, his insanity. He had experienced his fear, anger and frustration.

Looking once more at the picture he kept of her on his desk, he felt that familiar feeling threaten to erupt from him. The tears began to push at the back of his eyelids. Tears of pain, regret, anger, and hatred.

With a swift movement he grabbed the delicate frame and smashed it against the wall.

“Out!! All of you out!!”

Scared and drunk and stoned all the faceless body parts began to run around looking for clothes and sprinted out of the house.

And once more he was alone, with his bottle, his only real true love.

Uplifting Frosh Assignment

Dear Furture Freshmen,

You will rise and you will fall, only to rise once more as you cross that stage for your diploma and throw your cap into the air. Then you will remember every triumph and failure; every heartthrob and heartbreak; every best friends betrayal; every hypocrisy; every loss; every stupid choice you (or your friends) make; every experiment you do (in and out of school); every party you attend. Until that day you will regret every moment that you didn’t make the best of. But don’t worry none of this will haunt you as you cross that puny stage. That single piece of paper with the stamped on signatures of people who never really cared will make it all worth it.

Enjoy!!!

Why Do You Love Me? -Garbage

I'm no barbie doll
I'm not your baby girl
I've done ugly things and I have made mistakes
And I am not as pretty as those girls in magazines
I am rotten to my core if they're to be believed
So what if I'm no baby bird hanging upon your every word?
Nothing ever smells of roses that rises out of mud

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me, it's driving me crazy
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me, it's driving me crazy
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me, it's driving me crazy
Why do you love me
Why do you love me

You're not some little boy
Why you acting so surprised
You're sick of all the rules
Well I'm sick of all your lies
Now I've held back a wealth of shit, I think I'm gonna choke
I'm standing in the shadows with the words stuck in my throat
Does it really come as a surprise when I tell you I don't feel good?
Nothing ever came from nothing man
Oh man, ain't that the truth

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me, it's driving me crazy
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me, it's driving me crazy
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me, it's driving me crazy
Why do you love me
Why do you love me

I get back up and I do it againI get back up and I do it again
I get back up and I do it againI get back up and I do it, I do it again

I think you're sleeping with a friend of mine
I have no proof but I think that I'm right
And you've still got the most beautiful face
It just makes me sad most of the time
I get back up and I do it againI get back up and I do it again
I get back up and I do it againI get back up and I do it, I do it again
Do it again
Do it again
Do it again

Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me, it's driving me crazy
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me, it's driving me crazy
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me
Why do you love me