"Oh, Nothing"

What are you thinking about?

At what point does something that means nothing turn into something important?
Are we aware when such instances are in progress and when they start taking place?

Is it invited? 

Is it expected? 

Is there a chance of being disappointed?

Do we take the risk, just to find the answers?
Or, is it because we're addicted to the emotional rush?

Are your eyes open? 

Can you perceive this?

Do you understand why I'm making you ponder?

The idle belief of don't over-think , don't give it much thought has been pushed, and pushed and pushed

to the point where there no longer is a point. 

Because now, your average thinker no longer thinks.

Those that exercise the mind to destructive extremes feel solitary in their over-thought.

And those that don't think at all fit in with all the idle minds that exist.

Now, is this mindset/belief/lifestyle what triggers the lack of common sense?

Because for the extreme thinkers, common sense is obviously no longer common.

Majority of people no longer think unless the thought process is required to better their self-imploring success to strive and survive in civilization.

My Birthday Wishes... I think they're creative!

May this year serenade you with pleasantries and growth.
May you have more opportunities to orchestrate success consistently.
May your wishes come true. Happy Birthday!

I wish you many smiled filled mornings,
And restful nights.
Never lose your hopeful outlook, and opportunity will always find it's way to you.
I wish you more merriment this year, then your last, and more great things to come, with no bounds. 

My friend who turned 23.

I regret to inform you that you are now nearing an age that is considered the age where most individuals start families, graduate college/university, get married, own their very first car, realize they are $25,000 in debt, and last but not least: realize there's only two more years until they've reached halfway to 50, and a quarter way to 100.
But we both know we're rebels and don't follow the stereotypical timeline of "life" cause that's badass =P

Anyway, my point is, "its not how you live your life - it's how you enjoy it."

Have a splendid birth-anniversary!

He is Beautiful

He is beautiful,
In daylight and when darkness awakens.

He leaves me breathless
Every time he beckons.

I don't understand why
It has progressed so fast.
He's changed my mind.
My feelings growing vast.

I rush to my slumber to speed up time,
So I no longer have to count down till I can hold what's mine.

What is this illness?
No ailment explained.
Symptoms of ecstasy,
Misplaced consciousness,
My heart to blame.

He is like candy,
of the venomous array.
He spreads inside me,
constricting my veins.
One mere incident,
was all it took.

To fall in love, by the book.

Toleration

Sky blue,
A blue drenched in warm sunlight,
Soaked in ocean green.
I can't look away;
I can't get you out of sight.

I'm stumped as to how we met.
I'm confused as to what to do.
I'm fighting my habit;
I'm fighting my need to be with you.

I smile my stupid smile when you're around,
I grin my blush-engulfed grin.
I starve for your lips while they are on mine;
I hunger for kiss after kiss.
The more he touches me,
the more I miss.
The more I want all of him:
His arms, his hold, his kiss.

I have been poisoned

With this addictive intoxicated bliss!
I'm still fighting it,
And there's not a bone in me that can tolerate it
Anymore.