“I only write when I am falling in love, or falling apart.”
— e.s. (via selectables)
“I only write when I am falling in love, or falling apart.”
— e.s. (via selectables)
Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.
I’ve decided that I’m the problem. So I think I need to just stop.
I thought what I’d do was, I’d pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes.
Since my Facebook is monitored, I’ll post here. Fuck you. I sincerely hope you get hit by a bus. I don’t want you to die, no that’d be way too kind for you. I want the bus to break most every bone in your body and you live. I want you to get kicked out of the hospital for not having insurance and lay in the street in agony. I want you to suffer. And I swear to you that if you come to my home, I will put a bullet between your eyes. You’re a disgrace to other people breathing the same air as you. You’re the definition of human garbage or human vomit. You’re worth less than nothing and I hope you do as much damage to yourself as you’ve done to others. I hope I can take every penny you have, take every business contact you have, and then kill you slowly. I hope my dreams tonight are of your torture and death. I hope I wake up to find you’re dead. You fucked up bucko. You fucked up and I want to fuck you up for it.
Why can’t I be me? Why wasn’t I born as me. What do I do?
It isn’t always easy or fun, and I’ve made a lot of sacrifices, but I’m happy with my life.
I do, however, still miss my old life. I feel like I had more fun and less worries, but the truth is they were the same.
We miss what we knew because it was familiar. We get tired of what we have because it’s the same.
As a human, there is no winning.
Having a “job” that has industry standards but very little equipment made for it is rough because you have to build everything yourself and you become well known at menards.
what if u woke up tomorrow and it was the first day of seventh grade and everythings that happened since then was just a dream

