Back at my mom’s house, and this cat hates me.
I think it’s because this cat is on crack its like 5 years old and weighs like 1 pound.
Next two days off, recovery days.
working overnight stock is like having a free gym membership.
I can’t wait until I can sleep in a normal bed again
Let me slip away, I’m barely holding on
Every now and then I feel the end of us
I love the way you breathe inside my head
But something’s gotta change, I’m barely holding on
I hate nights like this when I cannot sleep.
Windy days like this are what keeps me from doing Locks for Love again.
I try and walk to the supermarket and this is what happens.
It’ll never last.
Me and the awesome view of center city you can’t see that’s 10 floors up as I wait for Mosaics.
I need some help with this one.
I’ve had people come and go in my life, some more important than others. I’ve dealt with death, lies, ignorance, and pure hatred in my life and I’m cool with it. I am currently in a very random place with my life and currently trying to pull my attitude and demeanor out of shit right now and I’m not complaining because I have pulled myself down to this place.
But have you ever felt a connection with someone that you can’t shake? Have you ever felt that even though things are physically impossible to fix, that all bridges are burned, that, that thing you want deeply is in another dimension. It’s almost like what I have to do is bend time itself to set things right. Only when I do this will I find that place in myself that I have been missing out on.
I’ve been building a character ark for a series I’m writing that will hopefully start shooting this summer. I tried writing this without putting in spoilers but also describing the current idea I have for the main character. How does the above text sound for the main protagonist of a drama/story based series?
Have I ever told you about that time I smashed my face into the overhanging faucet of a bathtub?
I absolutely loath that non existent patch of hair.
This is where my mind lingers when I drown thoughts in music.
This is how I party. Writing papers up late at night.
My blink hoodie likes to be pointy.
Boomer is overlooking me.
Valentines day is coming up.
My 21st is not too long after.
I have a bunch of school work to do.
Ugh, I feel like shit right now.
I still don’t know why
I have done a lot of things in my life, most reactions blurred from fear.
Regrets I have quite a few, and loss of touch with my heart is the greatest in view.
Skeletons I’ve let lie from the past, now will forever crowd my future.
Taking up the spaces that you were in position to heal.
If I try and wash my hair or think about my hair too much in the shower I come out like a wild beast of a mess.
can’t sleep, maybe its because of the bear on my head.
doubt it.
I haven’t posted a picture of me lately, Hello Tumblr. My hair is getting long.