San Francisco still sounds lovely

You call this love, I call this capture.

My body is so itchy.

This is an overview, a retrospect situation if you will.

I want:

New plugs.

Batteries for my electronic needs.

My teachers to get off my back.

A Volkswagen with an Iphone to match.

To make music, meaningful and perfect.

My brother's to find jobs and get a life.

To stop scrounging for money.

To eat this chip on my shoulder with mango salsa.

To find God again. Please help me God.

To go to Angel Fire, New Mexico and lose myself in the waves of snow.

To feel like this isn't it.

I know it's not, but its hard to know more than dirt when you've always had your face in it.

I need:

Discipline, and patience again.

The will and want to be better.

To work harder and show my family i'm different.

To Stop complaining.

To find God. I'll find you God.

To focus on school, so that I have a future to make amazing.

To appreciate the clouds more.

To remember where the heart of love is.

I am the decisive element in my life.