Are all men created equal?

Are we all men created equal? Or what defines us? Pretty much I realize that under the effects of a mind modifying substance, whatever it is that you like, we all act the same, react the same ways to certain circumstances, or at least that is how it used to be back when I was a teenager and we weren't so different from each others, at least the people I used to relate to.

After my travels around the world I discovered different people, different societies, and still we are pretty similar to each other under the effects of drugs, alcohol, or just the greatest and oldest drug of all time, women. 

Is it society that defines us? In my poor humble opinion I certainly think it is. I'm not the same I was when I was a teenager, somedays I wish I could go back to those days, but then I think about all the knowledge and experience I've gathered and it would be the dumbest decision to change anything I have lived, of course I have made mistakes, who hasn't, but I try to learn from them, some of them I've totally learned from them, others I keep making them all the time. I guess it's because I haven't learned enough from that mistake.

Just like today, I went running with my significant other, she was kinda moody for a couple reasons, one of them was: "I can't find a good playlist to run", first thing that come to my mind is, are you serious? #firstworldproblems but then anyways we kept going she got moody again, I said fuck it and started running by myself, seconds afterwards she calls me, I wasn't going to answer, but I decided to put my guard down, why? Before I would've said fuck this, but then I realized listening to your brain is good but sometimes you actually have to listen to your heart, that's all I have done with her and I have never been so happy in my life.

Anxiety attacks have been getting worse lately, just the fact about leaving this town and being so far away from her scare me, starting a new life, I always get this crazy anxiety every time I would do a big change in my life, and trust me, I've done quite a few. I'll tell you all about them later on. 

So, well, what I'm saying is, are we all sentimental underneath everything else? Do we put on a mask sometimes to show another person of what we really feel? I'll talk about that later.

We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

 

What dictates your life?

What dictates your life? What moves you on? What gives you a desire to keep going every day? Have you ever thought what makes people do the most awful jobs in life? Like, what pushes them to do that job everyday? Sustaining a family? Themselves?

Well, that was just a curiosity thought, I get those all the time, just about random shit, yeah, I'm weird, and? Everybody is somewhat weird, if not what fun would be to live? Didn't a guy said a quote about being crazy or something like that. Well whatever.

Another day, missing her like crazy, why have I become so attached to her? Normally it's the other way around and this time it's a mutual feeling, I normally disappear from girls lives and this time I want her in my life all the time. Do I see myself with her in 5, 10, 15 years? I do. Is that creepy? Or cute? I think it's crazy.

I need to start school, get a job, something, I am about to lose my mind, I need smart people to interact with, whenever you feel like the smartest person around is probably a good time to change the atmosphere that you are in, that is why I like being around her, she is a smart person with awesome dreams.

Oh, by the way, if I suck at writing in any possible way, it is because I just started doing it, so any feedback would be greatly appreciated, also, english is not my primary language so in my opinion I'm doing a good job. But, oh well, that is my opinion. You all have your own.

Alright, whatever, going back to the main point, what makes you wanna move own? What makes a person working at mcdonald's come back to work everyday? I know a lot of people that hate their job, what makes them keep doing it? I guess is fear, that's my only guess, fear of unknown, they're just so used to it and comfortable with it that they're afraid of looking for something else.

I am not, I want to know how far I can go, and well, the good thing is I think I found somebody for the ride.


'If your dreams do not scare you, they are not big enough.

Carpe diem?

Is it all about enjoying the day? Enjoying life? Why some people settle for less instead of wanting to achieve for more? Well, each their own I guess.

It's another day for me, in the lovely town of Fayetteville. Went to Walmart earlier and the people you see there, OMG, is just crazy, bunch of hood rats, sorry if I'm offending anyone but, lets be honest, it's my blog and I write whatever I want.

Today was short but an awesome day, and by short I mean I only got to spend short time with my girl. She did, probably, the biggest act of selflessness for me, she is awesome that's all I can say. Also I had an anxiety attack the other day, I have to leave this town in a couple days and just started thinking a lot about it and gave me a really bad anxiety attack. NOT FUN.

I don't feel like writing.

Another common day. At least for me.

Well, I just started this, always thought about opening a blog but I guess I never really had the balls, or time pretty much to do it. I was born outside this country, I'm white, brown hair, 5'10' and in good shape (I just separated the military so that comes with it), and I'm currently stranded in North Carolina, well, in Fayetteville to be exact, cuz I would love to be stranded anywhere else in North Carolina. This is probably one of the worst towns I've ever been in my life, and trust me, I've been all over the place.

I just met the most awesome girl I've met in my life, well in my short life I guess, I'm 24 by the way, but I don't know, I love her, at least that's what I keep telling myself, she makes me the happiest guy everyday or I think I am the happiest guy ever? See? So many questions, so few answers. That's my life story, always questioning everything, why this, why that? Why can't life be a lot more simple, just be happy, that's all I want, do I?

What did I do today? I woke up early, as usual, because the light on her room wakes me up and it's hard for me to sleep with sunshine in my eyes, so first thing I did was tried to cuddle her or well, lets be honest, tried to get her in the mood for morning sex, and as usual, didn't work, she just doesn't like morning sex, I don't understand why, who doesn't likes morning sex? Or maybe I like it too much?


I'M JUST ANOTHER WEIRD GUY.

AM I?....