You Won't Know

Sometimes I can't be as funny as I would like.
I write and write, and edit and edit. Still too serious, and no one wants to read serious.
Sometimes I can't do it.

Today, I was on the Vegas strip for hours with my best friends and some very nice girls(not strippers). Yet, I stared at the black screen on my phone for the little green notification light to flash every few seconds. There was no family crisis or necessary conversation taking place. I was in Vegas surrounded by absolutely anything I could possibly want to do, and I wanted a freaking text message. That's it.

There you go world. You now know the secret to my happiness.

Sometimes it's the littlest things in life that make you happy.
Sometimes having someone just miss you while you are gone is better than anything else.
Sometimes temporary happiness is one little green notification light away.

I wish I could choke down emotions like everyone else my age chokes down liquor, but alas I am without.

Someday I will be more mature, and then I won't care so much.
Someday I will no longer need to vent mindlessly into my writing.
Someday, but not now.

I think at the core I just want to mean something to someone.
That's it.

Someday I will find that.
Someday, but not right here, and not right now it seems.


"So they say, "in heaven there's no husbands and wives." Well, on the day that I go up they'll be completely out of their forgiveness supplies; And I can't use the telephone to tell you that I'm dead and I'm gone, so you won't know. You won't know."