Timelaspe When I was little, I always thought ahead of everything. "Just to make sure I don't make any mistakes" To my surprise, I am here, in, a house. Just because I was patient with #life. You are 18, not 32. Stop thinking ahead, and enjoy what you are living now. Because there is no traveling back in time. No matter how strong your regret is. So live what you are living now, before it wins the race to leaving this world. Live your #life, in a timelaspe.

Hate As a child, I was told hate was a strong word. No matter how much you don't like something, you don't HATE it, you just don't like it. Just hearing someone say hate, or saying I hate something myself makes my stomach tie in knots, it makes my neck tightens. I regret even saying the word. When you say you hate things, people like me will recognize the negativity in your voice. And as a child, I was also told that if you are always negative you will have a negative #life. Hate is a strong word.

Why Do You Want Earth? Why do aliens want earth? There ARE other plants out there. Why do you have to be so greedy? Why do you want earth? You are going to destroy all the buildings, that will be a lot of work. You ARE going to kill us all right? Yes, so if you do, what's the point of coming to earth? You had your own planet and you should be happy with it. What's the point of coming to earth, when we are humans. Is it that you want us? Stop being greedy, and be happy with the plant you already have. Cause your home can be destroyed before you can say your full name. Why do you want earth? When you have your own home.

Wet Grass I wake up to feel wetness cover my entire body like a wave. I realize it's just grass, but why would it be this wet? I hop on my feet and look up to see pink clouds and a Half sun. I couldn't tell if the sun was going up or down. I stumble backwards, and then fall competently falling face first on a hard surface. I get up the second time, and touch my noise that is now covered in blood. When I manage to get the blood off, my hands are stained with blood. After a while of thinking, I decided to get a fire going. While I was in Chinatown, this guy gave me flint and steel; and taught me how to use it. I found a good tree and started picking the twigs and branches. I sat down next to the fire and eventually fell asleep. When I woke up the next day the fire was gone. It was cold. I felt like was gonna cry. "Suck it up" I told myself. At the end of the day, I did starve. At the end of the day I did thirst. But I never stopped wondering why the grass would be really wet. And I will never stop.

Forgotten When I come back from school, and I take off my shoes, I need to put them back. Every time I put them back, I look behind me; to make sure nothing was forgotten. When I get books from a shelf, they always fall. When I'm sure I put them all back, I look behind me; to make sure nothing was forgotten. I know that one day, because of my actions, luck will smile upon me. I just have to wait, and I will not be forgotten. However, when you wait, and the gods don't praise you; you've forgotten things you shouldn't have. You try to go back, but you already know... it's too late. There's no going back in time...yet. But when there will be, it will already be to late. You will be forgotten. Do you like how it feels to be forgotten?