What are We Doing in this World?

Hmmm... So much to say.... First, Some people have problems (ya, talking to all the sociopaths out there, y'all know who ya are), and they need to see a therapist or have their brain checked. I mean, some people are in shitty relationships and it's funny and sad. If you aren't happy with someone more than 50% of the time, it's probably time to break up.
Next, I found out that hipsters can be funny too (Coldtowne Improv in Austin, look it up). Though I didn't get to go to it tonight, I like that the UT black community is trying to unify with others, I hope th

at went well tonight. I'd love to say that this presidential election is good for America, and that differing ideas will help to promote new growth and potential, but it won't. Romney is a big Fuckhead (And if you're offended by this, have you watched ANY news?), and the majority (I don't say all, because that would be a lie) of the Republican party are either, ignorant, racist, elitist, or too blinded by religion to listen to reason. Democrats are only slightly better, but at least they don't talk about "legitimate rape" (Like really? Rape is rape), say global warming is a myth, or talk about gay marriage like it's the most important thing in the world (Just let them be miserable like the rest of us!).
When I vote, I'm honestly not going to be that proud. This nation, actually no, this WORLD is just spinning it's gears. We should be figuring out how things work, how to end world hunger, how to send people to the moon. But we're busy saying just how wrong and evil "those" people are. The sad part is, it'll probably never change. The last generation says that mine is the one that will:
Be the end of Racism
Send people to mars
Figure out how to fight world hunger and AIDs
and generally just fix things.
But we won't. I mean, we most likely won't. We learned everything from our parents. Our worlds were brought closer together by Facebook and Twitter, and the Internet in general, but hate is still there. Like the west campus students who dropped bleach balloons on black students passing by. Or the guys who torture the gay kid. Or the people who think that every Islamic, Arab, or person person of brown skin is a Terrorist. I Honestly don't know why I'm even writing this. No one will read it because it's too long or it offends them. Or they'll pick apart my argument's little flaws and try to defend their side. I didn't even mean to write this much (I have like, 2 or 3 assignments I actually need to do), this was supposed to be a funny post about an argument with a crazy girl that I heard.
I don't even know what the purpose of this is or should be. I don't know why I want to change the world, or why I should try. Maybe it's enough that I do want to, and that I do try. The original meaning of the word cynic was a philosophy. it was simply to live a life of virtue and logic and to be someone who desires to help people. Now a cynic is someone who no longer has faith in Humanity. I suppose I'm somewhere in between now. Alright, I'm done.

The Ultimate Promise

There's not much I know with certainty, but I know I love you. This might scare you... but here I go...I want to give you this promise. I expect nothing in return. I know that you love me, and for now that is enough for me. I wouldn't change you for the world. If you need this time, then you need it. I trust you.

Mike, I promise to love you and only you for the rest of my life if you'll let me. I promise to protect you when you're afraid and be here for you when you need me, no matter what. I promise myself to you: I promise my heart, mind, and body to you... until you know longer want it, that right is yours. I will be your friend, ally, protector, listener, and lover. I will never knowingly or willingly hurt you. I will always be on your side. I will never use your toothbrush before you. I will never pin your arms while you sleep. I will learn to sleep with fewer blankets, and give you a little room to breathe. I will give you freedom and your space when you need it, and comfort and a place to be held when you need that. I will never again try and guilt you into things you don't want to do. I will not be jealous or catty, because I know your love is mine, I do not need constant reassurance. I will you cook you breakfast in my underwear on Sunday mornings after doing all the things you like on a Saturday night. I will be your best friend. I will trust you. I will hear you out,and listen to your problems and opinions. I will tell you how gorgeous you are at every opportunity and try my hardest to never damage your confidence or ego. I will never miss a chance to say I love you. I will never run away no matter how hard things get. I promise to love you for you, not for a fantasy or who someone else wants you to be. I promise to accept you as you are and never try and change you. I promise to never let things end the way they did with our parents. I promise to be your glo-worm forever. I promise to not sleep with a stuffed animal. I promise to never make you watch cry baby again. I promise to see any future Transformers movies or other action-y things in 3D, no argument.I promise to be your best friend if thats all I can be. I promise to play video games and watch whatever you like half of the time. I promise to never fake it. I promise that your name will be the only name I scream. I promise that no matter where I am you are in my heart and I am thinking of you. I promise that none of the pain, or fear, or confusion you've ever experienced will be a waste. I promise that I will not be a waste of your time or disappoint you. I will not let us go... I promise to love you. 

-Frankie Rae

What's Wrong with Me?

Why is it that everything I watch and read lately directly reflects on me and my life and issues? I just got done reading Divergent (which is a great book/series, don't get me wrong), and all of the weaknesses of the characters mirrior how I am in a way. My inability it care, my willingness to discard my life, even my daddy issues.
Now I'm watching an anime (Called School Days) where the "Hero", Itou, is a real Asshole. He meets this one girl (Named Seikai), right, and tells her that he loves another girl (named katsura). But after Sekai helps Itou get with Katsura, Itou basically gets bored with her and hooks up with Sekai! And he doesn't break up with Katsura. It's horrible and sad, and what's even worse is he ends up cheating on Sekai too!
Now, I've never done that, but the essence of it is what's bothering me. Itou confesses his "Love" for a girl, but once he has her, the "love" vanishes.... In 99% of my relationships, I've been the same way. What does that say about me? And everything lately has kinda been making me take a closer look at who I am and what I believe... I'm not a bad person....
Right? I'm nice, and sweet, and try to care about people. I help people when they ask, and I try to do what I think is best in a situation....
That redeems me?
Right?
:/

Me and Frankie in 4 pictures...

It started with a look I suppose... One look. I saw Rae and something in me snapped. I knew she was the one for me. Later I found out she felt the same way. It was the summer before I became a Sophomore. I was at the theatre day-camp that the director (which was her mother) had two weeks before school started. I didn't really know much about theatre, and I was nervous. But when I saw her, I knew everything would be ok. She always had that effect on me, she could make me feel ok whenever I was scared, or nervous, or sad.

Then came the "Playful Best Friend" Phase. It was no act, it wasn't me trying to get closer by being a friend. We truly were best friends. We told each other some of our deepest fears and desires, and trusted each other with almost everything. We knew how to make each  other laugh, and how to help with our pain.

By this time, she knew my feelings (I never hid that I wanted to be together from the start), but she wasn't ready for it (Later, she eventually told me that she realized that it would be all or nothing with me, and it scared her). So I kept her close, and kept pushing, but let her keep her wall up. I was pretty sure by now that she felt the same, so I had patience. I stayed silly, and we were happy for a time like this. Then she finally said yes...

The love we had will never be duplicated or matched. It was Perfect and beautiful. I'm still amazed by how two broken creatures such as us could have something so perfect. But great things never last.

R.I.P Frankie Rae Baker

I have and always will love you

You will be missed