black coat, white shoes

oh man. friday the 13th.

have you ever felt you and someone else were thinking the same thing
it happens to me alot. sometimes i say it out loud other times i keep it a secret with them.

its so much fun, it really is.
because you could always be wrong, or you could be really right.

ive been thinking of some crazy shit lately that im not going to put on here because im afraid i will jinx it if i put it into writing so just in case i die all my secrets and thoughts with go with me.

thats the most beauitful thing about life how much we really wont know about someone even if they were really close to us because there is only so many memoires or times we have shared with someone but we never saw it from their point of view. we also dont know their whole childhood, thoughts, schooling, or time they have spent in their room.

i feel like i dont want to do any of it but at the same time i do. but sometimes i think it would be really cool to die before any of it happens so just in case it doesnt happen so i wont be disappointed. i really like that escape factor for every living thing because its so feared and because its so final.