Don't live in yesterdays world.
Don't put too much faith in what tomorrow is supposed to bring,
for it seldom happens as planned.
Don't lock yourself too close to any one person,
for if you do, you're sure to be hurt.
If you want to share with other people, share what you have.
Don't hide behind emotions and what others,
such as parents, have programmed you to do .
Get your head out of material things ,
for it only puts you in competition with greedy, power - conscious pigs.
Wipe your own ass, do your own thing and
ego be damned.
I'm Bliss. Yes, that is my entire first name and no, my mother was not a hippie. I eat way too much macaroni and cheese, and drink way too much milk. I hate close minded people. I have an awesome family, and they are quite possibly better than yours. I'm still in love with my first boyfriend, and if that bothers you...well, too damn bad. I smoke way more cigarettes then I should. I have stretch marks. I love my friends, but I hate that I only talk to most of them when it's me who does the calling. I love animals and when I see them, my voice changes, and I scream out a weird word. Some people think it's cute; most people don't. I have five tattoos, and plan on getting a lot more. I don't do drugs. I think way too much, and I hate it. I don't like to shop. I love taking pictures. I hate roaches more than anything else in this world. I love music. I don't like being put into a "category" because I'm me, and probably more different than anyone you know. Charles Manson makes my heart smile; he's funny and smarter than most. I love serial killers and want to be a crime scene photographer one day. I love Dexter and Queer as Folk. I also love all types of movies. I hate people who try to be someone they are not, and I hate how girls think it's cool to be slutty. I enjoy reading. I like to drink, but not really get drunk. I think it's sexy when men come home all dirty and smell like bodywash and sweat. It annoys me to no end when all I hear girls talk about is their weight. I absolutely love playing video games. I am way too friendly, and forgive too easily. You probably think I like you; I most likely don't.
In Loving Memory
Scott Eugene "Duke" Adler
November 20, 1985 - April 7, 2007
My beloved do you know
How many times I stared at clouds
Thinking that I saw you there
These are feelings that do not pass so easily
I can't forget what we claimed as ours
