life

Life is all just one big dream. At least it feels that way. Sometimes you think about your life and you ask yourself, “where am I going?” You feel like there is no one in the world that feels the same way you do. You try and open your mind and think about everything all at once, as if you could really figure it all out. You try not to give up hope and push on through the endless nights until you finally see the sun. Some people servive it, the agony of life itself, but others fall short of luck.

It’s not fair to say that the people who overcome the evils that this world caries are stronger than those who don’t. That would insist that the people who get weighed down are weak, they don’t match up. We all know that that is not the truth at all, and weather you come to accept it is up to you. When it comes down to it, life is a combination of the cards you are dealt, how you play them, and a whole lot of luck. Something every person has but not one is the same. We will call this the “hand”.

Every child that is born is already marked with the hands of their parents. Whether or not the parents are even involved in the life of the child, the child is affected by every decision that their parents ever made. After birth the child is raised in whatever situation was dealt to them. It’s not their fault, they are innocent. Their existence depends on the hand they possess, but they don’t control the game. It’s a kind of hopeless curse in a way.

 The hand is the hard part to grasp. Why do we have this life? It’s made up of so many different things, you parents, income, health, abilities, culture, and choices but the list will never end. Sometimes it seems like trying to be a good person doesn’t even matter, it really doesn’t change anything. You could be the nicest person one day and the next day you get shot on the street by someone who knew nothing about you. At that point you go from being, to what was.

Everything in this life is just so hard to understand. The things we see as confusing, such as love, is only just a speck of dust compared to everything else that life is about. It is kind of scary to think that we only focus on the simple things in life. Why would we worry about Facebook and our outfit when the world is pushing us around? Conformity and popularity are the ingredients in the baby formula. Why worry about any other person’s opinion of you when the don’t change your game? It’s such a stupid waste of a life to be anything else they what you want to be.

Who knows if you will wake up in your bed tomorrow and live your normal life another day? Such precious time is used on meaningless things and people. We spend less time with our grandma to watch more television. We fill our bodies with poison just to numb the pain. Who knows what waits ahead for us after this life, but I would like to hope it is something like sleep. Some place where I can just let my mind bend thoughts, where dinosaurs still play, and where hearts never miss. 

     Today is just one of those days when i feel like i have to see the blood to know I’m  still alive. I Cant remember the last time my father called me. I’m alone again to spend another night dwelling on the thoughts that won’t leave my FUCKING head.

     I got my first follower! I wanted to just send a quick post out to say Thank You, since i guess i can’t comment or msg? IDK! but yea, Thanks! (:

This is a REALLY hard question, I’m sorry it took me so long to answer. hum, i know this might not count, but if music is an inanimate object then it would definitely be my favorite.

This is the hollow star that hangs around my neck all hours of the day. This is probably the only sure thing that you could use to connect “Titan” to who i really am. This means more to me than a lot of things and that’s why i picked it as the inspiration for my name.

      I’m never going to post my real name, nor will i post any other real names of people that are in my stories or posts. None of the pictures on my page will show my face. You guys will know me as Titan (:. I will let you know that I am 17 years old, a girl, and as my stories gather up, you will learn the rest.

     The reason I wanted to start this blog, and keep it a secret, is because i have had a lot of very interesting experiences in my life. I know not a lot of people want to know a teen’s sob story or school gossip, but this is more than that. This is the chance for complete strangers to take an inside look on the life of another person. the reason i keep my self and friends secret is because, its not about me, or them, its about life. This blog is about the things that you think never really happen to anyone in real life. It sounds like a drama tv series, scripted for Hollywood.

   One thing i really want to see come out of this, is maybe a few followers, who comment and respond. people who are honestly interested in the stories i tell. I’m also open to advice on current situations and problems I’m having in my life. Also, i see nothing wrong with building close relationships with some of the people that follow. Honestly who really takes the time to see life through the eyes of someone else, a stranger.