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Purple all over.

Purple All Over.

Maybe the grass isn’t Greener on the other side. Who knows. But, maybe it’s Purple. My favorite color. People leave jobs. People leave crazy atmospheres for steady air to breathe. People leave other people. Even ones they told they were never going anywhere. Mostly because, wherever they’re going or whoever they’re seeing and whatever it is they’re doing, are void of the flaws normally dealt with on a day to day basis.

It doesn’t mean that the new direction actually has Greener Grass, It just looks that way from a distance because the current ground you’re standing on has gotten a little brown and is fading out. Fuck all of that. Similar is similar, no matter how many ways you try to spin it. Don’t tell me all these guarantees and broken meant to be’s  waiting for me on the other side of adulthood. These fake green promises everyone keeps selling, I’m not buying. I don’t care about a few thousand dollars extra on a bullshit salary. I couldn’t care less if she has a prettier face than the one you’re with. What happened to fighting for something out of the ordinary and not of the same color. What about that rush of alive sent through your body? Everyone shuts up when I’d like to keep talking. If everyone keeps looking for the same answers on the same echoed questions, what’s the point? If I’m being honest, I don’t understand all of that. I’m not going to judge but I’ll tell you this. Green is green, no matter what shade or how you try to look at it. I want purple, make believe and so damn impossible, that it couldn’t be. Not greener pastures filled with alleged happy endings. Purple is out of sight. I get it. I’ve just always wanted and felt things that aren’t here yet. I’d rather just sit in my roommates car in the peak of the night, writing these scattered and hazy thoughts. Allowing my mind get fucked up and trashed, with no concern for what’s after that. Working on dealing with all these lows, crafting my own future high. I love my purple all over kind of life. I’m never where I’m supposed to be and I think that’s kinda cool. Call me naive. Call me a fool. Call me whatever you want. I’ll never believe in your greener grass bullshit.



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