I never understood why they say phrase fall in love until now, because just like falling, when you land that shit hurts. Except you don’t see the scrapes and bruises, but rather only feel the pain.
Anonymous asked: mister! i miss your posts! i think you should write a poem.
haha, I’m quite flattered. I haven’t had much inspiration to write consistently, but just for you anon, I’ll give it a try. I’ve never been particularly good at poetry, but like they say “you might be a poet and didn’t even know it”.
I would like to entitle this piece “Untitled” because not everything has to go by the book, and oh yeah I’m a badass. haha
I made a mistake
I thought 1 plus 2 equaled 3
and that A always came before B
and that we should believe everything that we see
and that food and water is all that we need
but life isn’t so formulaic
things don’t happen just because we say it
because sometimes things happens
with or without our own actions
because sometimes 1 of something can make 10 of something
and the letters U and I can start from nothing
and although love is something we can’t see, it is something I do surely believe
because like food and water, you are necessary
I’m not exactly sure how this turned into a love poem, but it did. Gentlemen, feel free to use this poem on your ladies. lol Honestly, it was fun doing some creative writing so I’m glad you asked anon.
A few days after the Boston Marathon incident, I find myself still avoiding any news articles on it and having to scroll quickly pass many of the heartbreaking photos on tumblr. Am I surprised by all of this? I really don’t know. Violence seems to date back as far as the beginning of man. The thing I fear the most is that someday I will become numb to it all, if I haven’t already. People lost their lives that day; people are losing their lives across the entire world every day from senseless acts of violence. In all of my 23 years of life, I have always known people to hate people. We always seem to have an excuse, an experience, a finger to point, but who am I to tell you how to feel. I’m just a young man in a small town who is trying his best to do right by his loved ones and those around him. I just wish things were different. I just wish that we all could find some common ground and live in harmony. Or maybe I should just start wishing I was naive enough to start believing in humanity again.
May those who have lost their lives from senseless acts of violence, rest in peace.
“Dedicate yourself to the good you deserve and desire for yourself. Give yourself peace of mind. You deserve to be happy. You deserve delight.”- Hanna Arendt
Deserve- Do something or have or show qualities worthy of (reward or punishment)
I hate that word. It just never seems to fit in the real world. I think we learn at some point in our lives that we aren’t owed, entitled, or deserving of anything. We seem to get what we get because…well I’m not too sure Right place, right time I guess. What makes someone deserving of anything? Maybe we believe that only hard working and kind people get the best things in life, but does that always happen?
Not really huh?
It’s nothing to be mad or upset about, it’s life. It doesn’t mean we should stop whatever we are doing, nor does it take away the importance of our goals. It all a part of this journey we are on and every thing, big or small play a role into who we become.
In 20 years from now some of us will think that we don’t deserve all the things we have, and others will believe that they deserved more then they got. Who knows? You might be right or you might be wrong but I never wanted to be the person who tell someone what they do and don’t deserve. At the end of they day, the only thing we can control is ourselves and who we are. So in 20 years, the one for sure thing you will deserve is the person you are.
Going through life as fast as I blew through cigarettes.
Tipsy walking on the rim of shot glasses.
Haphazard and reckless.
Eyes wide open.
Searching for places I’m hoping god will never find me…"