Thoughts Via Song Lyrics

Alright. Today my thoughts are going to be put down with different lines from songs. I'm too lazy to phrase it myself. Most of these thoughts have nothing to do with each other. :P

"No I ain't got a gun, no I've never really been in a club, still live with my parents but I'm still a thug."

"I'll top the bill, I'll take the kill, I have to find the will to carry on with the show."

"If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it."

"The Devil went down to Georgia, he was lookin for a soul to steal."

"It's too much pain to have to bear to love a man you have to share."

"I'm so glad that I live IN AMERICA."

"The 7 things I hate about you..."

"She thinks we're just fishin.."

"Daddy, love you more."

"Come what may."

"With my freeze ray I will stop the world."

"And you can tell everybody this is your song."

"Desperado...why don't you come to your senses?"

"Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated."

"You are the only exception."

"So tell me what you want from me."

"I'm a wildflower growin in the sunshine, soakin up the way of life I was raised it."

"All at once the world can overwhelm me, there's almost nothin that you could tell me that could ease my mind."

"Even on my weakest days I get a little bit stronger."

"Shawty's like a melody in my head..."

"We're like fire and gasoline, I'm no good for you, you're  no good for me."

"I guess Heaven was needing a hero."

"I'm already there--take a look around."

"Jesus, take the wheel."

"Been far away for far too long."

"And one name read, and nobody really cared...but a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair."

"You and tequila make me crazy."

"Come thou fount of every blessing."

"Barely even friends, then somebody bends unexpectedly."

Sacrifice brings forth...?

Sacrifice. It sucks. But it's worth it...right? That's what everyone says anyways. As long as you are making sacrifices for the right reasons, and sacrificing the right things. If it is so worth it, why does it suck so bad? I swear, I'm not trying to be heroic here. Jenna Hunter is probably the only person who even knows what this post is about. But this is not Moulin Rouge! ...or is it? There are so many similarities here, except for the prostitutes, and the dancing, and the creepy duke, and the pimp, and the elephant, and the singing, and....oh, geeze. Okay, so this isn't Moulin Rouge! But there are some crazy similarities in my life that I'm not going to point out, or it would defeat the purpose of those similarities! Confused? Good! You're supposed to be. This is a ranting post. I know what I mean. You don't have to. Jenna does...maybe.

Different note. I am in a relationship, and it's off to a rocky start because people just can't cut us any slack. Oh well. It doesn't really matter what they say anyways. It has nothing to do with them, and I'm so beyond willing to try to explain myself to people. It is what it is. Haha, which is random, but that's okay. It's good random:)

Also, I want a dog. Winston just laughed when I told him that earlier. I don't think he fully appreciates my huge fear of dogs. I am terrified of dogs. I hate dogs. Okay, so I don't hate them. They are pretty cute. From a distance. But I am so NOT a dog person. However, I was playing with Mocho the other day at the petstore, a cute lil' spaniel that I met when he was just a puppy. He is the most precious dog ever and he has gotten a little bigger:) I just love him so much. If I had $1,700 to spend on a dog, I'd buy him. He has me wanting a dog. And as Sarah pointed out, dogs are always excited and happy to see you. Hooray for man's best friend? 

BLAH

My life is far too complicated.

I am doing my very best to uncomplicate it, and I don't even think uncomplicate is a word. 

Happiness and misery should be separate, not caused by the same thing, right? Or am I just not "man enough" to push through the bad because there is something great? Sometimes I have no idea. I stop and I look around, wondering how on earth I got to where I am now. Not all of it is bad. There are things in my life that I am very grateful for, but there are other things that I don't know how to even begin to deal with. So I close my eyes and try not to think about them, because thinking about them hurts. And thinking about them keeps things complicated.

I often tell myself that there are a lot of things that I shouldn't worry about. I wonder if they are things that I really should worry about, and that I am just ignoring them because I am too weak or too gutless to actually face my problems, even if they are small ones. 

This is what is on my mind today. I guess all I can do is suck it up, pray hard, keep on moving, hope for the best, and breathe deeply (from my abdomen).