I'm finally re-writing this. Yes, finally. I'm honestly an average person, trying to be extraordinary, and being told that I am. It gets hard to believe. I want to be someone that does something important, or who at least is remembered well in peoples lives. I want my friends to be able to remember me in a good light when I'm gone, and I want to make my family proud of who I am, and who I've become over the years. I want to be able to complete my life goals, but most of all, be happy. So after all this, I hope my tumblr, correctly identifies me. I would love to get to know each and everyone of my followers personally or at least better than just you guys following me.
My favorite poem as of November 24, 2012:
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
'Good-morning,' and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich - yes, richer than a king -
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.
-Edwin Arlington Robinson