Thinking about what I should have caught earlier. Realizing things. Seeing that some people don't change. Kind of uncomfortable that I am still on her mind. Sigh just a how bunch on things it is hard to keep up with.
That there is some really evil people out there.
They aren't my goddamn kids and I'm so fed up with you coddling them and having me pick up the mess
"Fall is the source of my victory
As there's no force without a fight
So let me stride on this path that will lead me to the end
Of a twisted life, that stands before my eyes"
The endless possibilities.....
Deliriously happy thoughts.
LIVE every moment.
LOVE beyond words.
LAUGH everyday.
It's official. My brothers will be totally helpless when left in the care of my mother.
I just taught my 13-year-old brother how to do the dishes. He tried to put a glass in sideways and thought he was supposed to use bleach for washing by hand. Bleach. He had no idea what liquid dish soap was.
My mom tells me that this is all common knowledge and that it doesn't have to be taught...and that they'll just know when they need to.
I am surrounded by all sorts of idiots and I don't know how I survived this long.
"Fall is the source of my victory
As there's no force without a fight
So let me stride on this path that will lead me to the end
Of a twisted life, that stands before my eyes"
I didnt open this door... nor did I shut my door... I'm just gonna ignore it.
Pain brings us growth.
So when you become a colder person, someone that your younger self wouldn't recognize, is that still growth..?
Perhaps it is not growth so much as adaptation...change. If being warm brought you pain, is it wiser to be cold and harsh?
More importantly...do you even have a choice?
"Fall is the source of my victory
As there's no force without a fight
So let me stride on this path that will lead me to the end
Of a twisted life, that stands before my eyes"
Life can seem harsh, but then it can get worse.
You can't get there from here, because when you get there you're still here and here is now there. Someone, somewhere is going to the worst doctor in the world; and they are probably having to stay in the waiting room first.
You can't get there from here, because when you get there you're still here and here is now there. Why do I always feel like I'm bothering someone or no one wants me around..?
"Fall is the source of my victory
As there's no force without a fight
So let me stride on this path that will lead me to the end
Of a twisted life, that stands before my eyes"
The entirety of my social life is on a phone and it's incredibly depressing watching everyone else go and live their lives. I can't even remember how to function outside of work and home. I'm always lonely and I hate it, but if anyone tries to talk to me, I get standoffish...granted, I've always been that way.
"Fall is the source of my victory
As there's no force without a fight
So let me stride on this path that will lead me to the end
Of a twisted life, that stands before my eyes"
People need to stop confusing lust for love.
Health concerns for my brother ...
Hey, can you here me I called out your name. Where are you from? What is it that brought you here? Why wont you answer me I swear to play nice! Isn't this fun, this game of hide and seek.
Old Doll [Mad Father]
Working on a post for my website and thinking of a new and original piece I would love to write
A situation occurred that's inspiring me to do another musing and maybe carve out a love story of sorts
Just wondering wandering wonderlust
Why am I always so surprised if someone thinks about me outside of a conversation? Or if they consider me a close friend?
"Fall is the source of my victory
As there's no force without a fight
So let me stride on this path that will lead me to the end
Of a twisted life, that stands before my eyes"