AKITO TENKAWA

I don’t need weak friends.

I think sometimes.

Only sometimes. 

Do the right thing. 

Change

Experiment for boys and girls alike. 

We look around and we see desolation. Depression. Poverty. A sickening mentality reserved for the weakest of the weak. Yet we want change but we don’t want to do anything. We watch while sitting back on our couches, waiting. <—- really summarizes the American idealism of today.  

So I challenge anyone who reads this to spread this wonderfully original idea. I guess it is a bit flirtatious, but you can influence people using many means, why not be cute and inspirational simultaneously. 

Girls do to boys, Boys do to girls. 

If you walk by someone who looks lost, concerned, or just plain tired or sad. Take a moment and say, “Hi, how are you doing?” If they respond, “Fine, how are you?” with a smile, say, “Much better now that I got to see your smile. Thank You.” Explain to them, why seeing them smile made your day much better. “Today, I set myself a goal, that goal was to make at least one person smile. When I reach my goal, I set myself another one right after, now my goal is to make one more person smile today.” With that, you’ll either be perceived as weird, really weird, or creepy. Or people can start believing in each other again, and start caring for each other. That’s when we’ll be cured of our sickness. Sickness brought from technology and pop-culture. Fuck what all you fake bitches think. Fuck all you fuckers feeling sorry for yourself. Fuck all you whiny ass mother fuckers who don’t do shit. It’s time for a change. Don’t fuck it up. 

Harsh Realization

Everything seems to get harder and harder every single day. Waking up, eating, staying in shape, seeing people, making sure you can keep your beloveds happy, working, studying, choring, chilling. When you take on a lot emotionally, it is as though you’re cornering yourself. You know you can only do so much but when you’re pressured, confronted with the realities everything you do misses the mark - it falls short of expectations. After a while you find fulfilling your needs and wants just so troublesome. I just want to be happy. People ask me what I want in ten, twenty years I answer, “Happiness.” What does that even mean… lol happiness this ideal of pleasure and comfort so close yet so seemingly distant. Eagerly awaiting the next set of challenges. Come at me life. I’m totally just getting started, I am not happy with my past performances. 

Sometimes I wonder why people upload their bad-quality music on youtube…