Don’t help anyone pass time! Some people just in your life to pass the time!
Sex is too easy, give me something real
I’m a picky bitch
On the real.. Pressure and Trauma can also produce tiny miracles in time!
Enough with the fuck shit…. time to push it…. This Quarantine is just the amount of time needed! Really build yourself!
There were people I would break my back for who are completely absent from life now. Take care of yourself in every moment!
“ The avoidance of suffering is a form of suffering. The avoidance of struggle is a struggle. The denial of failure is a failure. Hiding what is shameful is itself a form of shame.”
- The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck: A Counterintuitive Approach to Living a Good Life
“The desire for more positive experience is itself a negative experience. And, paradoxically, the acceptance of one’s negative experience is itself a positive experience.”
-The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck: A Counterintuitive Approach to Living a Good Life
Can’t be everyone’s favourite girl.
Somethings are hard to believe especially when things are omitted and a hidden agenda is sensed (but I can be wrong)…… sometimes you have to trust your gut. It’s hard to understand anyone when you can’t even understand yourself……….
‘The day I found out I was in the system, I decided to be a virus.’
Love is certainly not enough.
It takes a lot more than love to make things last. Sacrifice. Compromise. Good intentions. Unselfishness. Restraint. It will require so much more than a four letter word. I think it all could end in the blink of an eye-if you’re not careful. And being careful was very hard for someone as clumsy as I.
Trying to utilize this down time. Paperwork… Credit checks… push ups… Sit ups… Squats and Burpees!
You made it so hard to love you
You drew memories in my mind I could never erase. You painted colors in my heart I could never replace.
“Taking chances is scary but there’s something that should scare you far more than anything; missing out on something truly wonderful because you were scared.”
- Katherine Matheson
“Watering a rock doesn’t make it soft.”-Doyal Seth
To day was a total and utter wast of of what little patience I may have left. I can literally feel the line about to snap into several pieces. Saying I came close to Losing it would be understatement and there I sat in the bar surrounded by tools drowning what ever problem they may have or battling the daily insecurity’s civilization has brought to our doorsteps. Born dying and barely making a living all so controlled yet crazy all at once. It wares a person down to the most basic of emotions eats away at what progress they struggled day and night for. I wonder if I’ll ever understand the meaning of this. This path we reach for but never grasp it tears at my soul mixing and matching what ever it wants. Playing me for a fool and a idiot like a fiddle. I trip but reach out trying to make it in time but the fall doesn’t end and that’s life it’s all a moment nothing more every moment it’s self and nothing else beyond or behind they’re not important because if you look away from this moment you could miss the best parts of this wild ride of a story that has everyone on the edge of there seats. You’re born dying while trying to Live and that story in entirety is life The end of it is death