Bad Things Can Happen To

Where's My Syllabus To Guide Me Through Life?

What Are Your Thoughts?' 'my Thoughts?' I Replied, Before I Even Realized What I Was Saying. 'my Thoughts Created My World.' Mac Sat Up In His Seat. He Scrunched His Curls With His Hands, Perplexed. 'who Said That?' I Told Him The Truth. 'oh, Just Someone I Used To Know,' I Said, Stroking The Naked Skin On My Middle Finger.

I Used To Think That I Wouldn't Change Anything From My Past, Because Doing So Would Inevitably Affect Who I Am Now. But Considering My Current State, I'm Thinking It Might Not Be A Bad Idea To Go Back In Time To Fix Things.

I Love When I Reach Marcus On The Phone And As He Says Hello, I Can Hear The Music He's Listening To In The Background. That Music Is The Sound Of Him Without Me. How He Surrounds Himself When I'm Not There, Which Is Almost All The Time.

Humans Find Meaningfulness Where None Exists Because We Want To Create A Sense Of Order In This Chaotic Universe. It's Called Apophenia. (and It's Also The Reason People Believe In God.)