You know when they write the newspaper, and there is that empty space at the bottom of the page? Well, they have to somehow fill that space... and it's called a page filler- it has no relevant meaning to the material otherwise stated and people just read them because they have nothing else to do. I feel like that word describes me so well- it's almost eerie to think about... I know this sounds very "emo" of me, but I've been thinking a lot lately. I've been thinking that I'm not good at anything. I feel that I show nothing special considering I've been alive for 20 thriving years. Maybe that's why I always have that constant feeling that I'm missing something, because I'm not doing anything special. I don't want to be categorized in the category as a middle child. You know, middle child as in, you basically just fill up space and do absolutely nothing. (I have nothing against middle children, it's just a figure of speech). This quote sums things up.
"We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War’s a spiritual war… our Great Depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won’t. And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off."
Well, here are some pictures
My favorite part of Ogden. So peaceful.
Moccasins.
I'm seriously in love with Fall! I love the atmosphere of it. So relaxing and such a great feeling of going outside and having the fresh air surround you.
Went to a haunted house!
Pretty much sums up my life. Booooo ):
I'm going to make a bracelet like the one on the bottom of this stack.
Put together this outfit, and I really want it!!!
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