Its so weird but,
I will never forget the smell of Michigan. Its not really a good smell, it smells like it did when I was fourteen and depressed. Even when I see pictures of a house or some scene in Michigan I can almost smell it.
So a twenty-five year old girl posts on facebook
“U know ur a grown up when ur bday money has to go to new breaks :((((“ Funny, I thought spelling, and not getting birthday money was more of a sign of being an adult.
If only I knew the right words to tell you how to fill your gap, your hole.
The only thing I want
Is enough to see my family.
"if you can'?"
“…said Jesus. “everything is possible for one who believes.”
I’m out of matches. the springs in my couch are broken. they stole my footlocker. they stole my oil painting of two pink eyes. my car broke down. eels climb my bathroom walls. my love is broken. but the stock market went up today.
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Everyone talks about a womans body, like the right...
However, to play devils advocate. Say I get a girl pregnant. Don’t I have any say in whether or not I have a lifetime burden of financial let alone emotional burden? People seem to forget it takes two. I dare you to disagree. You didn’t get pregnant on your own. You DON’T decide what to do with the future of a life on your own. So I dare to say, if abortion is legal, at the...
You’re sad, we get it. Life sux. There aren’t enough hours at work. There aren’t enough hours to play. You read sad books, by “intellectual” authors. You listen to sad bands. Your parents don’t love you, at least not like “sitcom love-you”. Life is not easy. You sit up at night alone. You post online hoping someone you don’t yet know is kind...
there’s only so much a man can do.
I stress when I have alot to worry about
Like paying rent, cellphone, car payments, car insurance, student loans, credit card, gas and electric, gas for my car, food, miscellaneous debt, and random bills, going somewhere in life, My God, my Friends, my family, anyone. But I stress harder when I have all that going. However nothing positive to pay for.
My favorite kind of people
Are capable of taking care of themselves. Without the need of approval or praise for completing basic necessities of life.
You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
This is a ploy of cold, crass, sheep. To only milk the pieces of truth that suit their means And I was just wandering what you thought it’d bring So hey, there’s a poison in your skin, I see it quietly seeping out of it Hey there’s a poison in your skin. I see it coming, saw it coming out. And I am the fortunate one This, an attempt at feeding primal needs, has woken all the demons that reside...
for a long walk at 2:22
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