November 2010
October 2010
Edlose: Remember I said I would tell you what I... →
iceedwin:
Well I don’t remember much, but at one point I took out my cell phone and updated my facebook status to, “Damn. I just woke up from an amazing dream”. I woke up in the middle of the night because it started to rain and my window was wide open. I grabbed the fluffly warm blanket that was at the end…
Is the top still spinning?
If you would say something to me, I would know. When I have to guess, I always expect the worst.
Scar Tactics
“Why do you dress up for Halloween?”
“Everyone does.”
“I know why everyone else does.”
seriously?
VLPRS Senders
I won’t be replying to them here, because they have secrets. Thank you for the responses, though. I like hearing from you all.
My Inbox Awaits: VLRPS
One Victory?
One Loss?
One Regret?
One Passion?
One Secret?
I'm out of toilet paper in my bathroom and the...
goodmorningmylove:
So I stole what was in the other bathroom. There is no way in hell I’m opening that closet door.
This made me sad.
“A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.”
– Unknown (via kari-shma)
Yup
Beer. Good German pils. Feeling naughty. You needed to know this.
Wish me luck!
I LOVE YOU MORE: Weather →
iloveyoumore:
So I have more interest in weather than most. Since wednesday we’ve experienced: snow, sunshine, hailstorm and now tunder and lightning. Second time around since wednesday too. I guess it’s getting warmer again.
Mythology: Did you know that in norse mythology, thunder and lightning was explained…
The English name is Thor. It is the namesake for the day of the week named...
“It was true that I didn’t have much ambition, but there ought to be a place for...”
– Charles Bukowski, Factotum, Black Sparrow Press, 1975 (via comeseeinsidemybones) (via slychedelic, commondense) (via lifeasastoner) (via sarahpanic) (via twentynothings) (via weareinfinite) (via fuckyeahbukowski) (via ursulav)
Burn me.
Cut me.
Slice me.
Hit me.
Slap me.
Hurt me.
nah
How does tumblr make money?
Five Chapters To Go
I am nearly done with my required reading to beging online coursework to become certified as a Suicide Intervention Specialist. The cost of the certification was covered, because I am a veteran.
I think this means that as I volunteer for IMAlive, I will be the focus if any returning warfighters are in need of help.
The war will eventually come home.
I was bullied. It still lingers. I am 33. I am wearing purple today, because I wouldn’t wish what I felt on anyone.
I know I have a purple shirt somewhere.
A writer is a composer who will write a movement in the key of qwerty.
Cupid
What a fool that boy is to wield a weapon so deadly as to have the victim unaware of its own demise.
my own personal hell
You talk behind my back. You despise me for being myself. You know my intentions, yet you always want to question my sincerity. You insult my decisions. You have never shown me any compassion or pity. I’d enjoy telling each of you exactly what I am feeling.
But what can I do?
You’re all I have.
I guess I am not over it yet. Tumblr continues to suggest follows to me of people that have hurt me. It bothers me.
I am sweeping up the gravel, and I am mopping up the slick. I am hoping this is where you pivot — the location that you pick. Plant your foot. Shift your weight. Twist into the light. I will keep you in my heart. Don’t forget to write.
“We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.”
– Willy Wonka (but he wasn’t first)
We the willing, led by the unknowing, are doing...
my job description
Crammed in the complete darkness with the weight of hundreds on top of you. You sit and wait for your escape for weeks, wishing you could be the lucky bastard on the top of the pile of bodies.
Then it happens! LIGHT! BLINDING GLORIOUS LIGHT! You can’t look away, so you must squint.
A hand reaches in for you and pulls you free from the masses! Air is yours to breathe once more! You...
Words I Will Not Fear:
Rape, Abortion, Ugly, Gay, Starve, Cut, Divorce, Rage, Addiction, Alone, Fat
I love my friends far more than I hate their secrets.
Conversely, silence destroys me every time.
I was the first to say the following to my friend:
“squeak”, “get a glass of ice water”, “get to a hospital please”
I think they all mean roughly the same thing now.
So much happened?
So much happened today with so many people. I wish I could thank them all for being in my life. I actually only thanked one person, though.
xx
