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Reblog if you delete everything that you were typing because you saw the other person was typing on AIM.

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this is me and marielle all day everyday. lol

the truth! and i rarely even reblog so you already know how true this shit is. haha

freewrite

always make new mistakes, thats what i was told.
the great minds of our generation and our generations’ pasts didn’t hold to popular belief.
they lived a life of their own.
they made a life of their own.
they sat in cafe’s listening to the rush, gush and bullshit of other people’s lives and in complete solitude understood that each blade of grass was beautiful.
great minds became great through their journeys with sex, dugs, & rock and roll.
contemplations of jazz and blues, smoking trees wrapped up in sheet music just so they can inhale each rhythm into their own lungs.
they cliff dive, bungee jump, and climb the highest structures just to say they did because experience is life’s greatest teacher.
and this teacher taught them to end each day with a new story to add to their book.

always make new mistakes, that’s what the great minds told me.
fuck the fall and how painful it can get.
as long as you get back up again, its worth all the tears, blood, and sweat.
great minds became great through the cold steel of handcuffs across their wrists after drunken nights of trying to steal cop cars, only to find their body leaning against one.
mistakes made left and right, it’s no wonder great minds think alike. they go hand in hand.

always make new mistakes, great minds once said that.
it’s not about learning from you’re past, but inventing your own history.
i’ve got text to do that, but none that can live for me.
i want to wake up at the age of 85 and have all my grandchildren listen in and think that i lived a great life.
i want the lowest of the lows so i can appreciate the highest of the highs.
i don’t want to watch history unfold in front of me, i want to hold on for my life as the folds unravel.
great minds became great through absorbing each second for it’s worth.
turning gravel and dirt into piles of gold just to say that they’re richer than earth.
and when the world stops spinning, great minds will make each mistake wisdom for it’s predecessors.
and their lives will be the spark to a new mind of a new generation.

i. like. you.

just sayin