Even though it’s not me I still wonder who you dream of.
Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Oh baby I heard how you spend night time wrapped like candy in your blue blue neon glow
Fade away and radiate.
Fade away and radiate.
Blondie, how very relevant
Most of their songs baffle me musically I guess that’s why I like them so much.
I wumbo, You wumbo: Lately I’ve been struggling with doubt. In my Christian school bubble...
Idk if you are looking for a reaction to this and this isn’t meant to be anything but helpful but I think doubt is a wonderful thing for people. It doesn’t have to be a negative thing. Doubt is what advances and changes people. Granted not always for the better. Personally though doubt has been beneficial to me. If I didn’t I would still be in the closet and i wouldnt even be friends with you. My parents told me when I was younger not to be friends with the Dodds children. I don’t remember their reasoning for it but I’m sure it was something stupid. Even if there was a good reason for it I would have rather found out myself instead of just listening to them. I know it’s hard for us to talk about this stuff but don’t beat yourself up over something like this. Doubt just says maybe my idea is wrong or maybe there is another way to look at something. Maybe there isn’t and you were right in the first place but nothing was lost because you end up back where you were. Maybe you see it as disrespectful to god? Idk as much about Christianity as you do but it seems to me that he would forgive you for something like that. I think he kinda has to?…anyway I hope this helped a little and not made things worse.Lately I’ve been struggling with doubt. In my Christian school bubble I was constantly surrounded by people who were trying to live for Christ. So many encouraging, loving people. My classes were centered around a deeper understanding of who God is and what he wants of us. Back at home, I’m still…
that’s a friggin caterpie bruh it says so right there. plus it has those stripes for the war. this is stupid.
You’re both wrong. The stripes are for the thirteen original colonies.Dumbasses.
(via assdolphin)
Actually cried from happiness. I don’t think that has ever happened to me.
Things that help me keep perspective
• the big c
• girl interrupted
• carbs
• medication
White people have no shame
HEY! That is 10 dollars and 37 cents worth of chicken and 11 herbs and spices!
She tossed the whole bucket y’all.
Son.
FUCKING LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
this is why i love tumblr HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
(Source: theinturnet, via cryok)
I’m the hero of Wendy’s.
Tides. A 3rd grader can explain that…
What do I want out of life?
I have been thinking a lot about this question recently. What do I want out of life. I want to be happy. Whatever that means. I want to be able to look back on the things that I have done and say I’m so glad that I did “that” regardless of whether it turned out the way I wanted it too. I don’t want to live my life for anyone but myself. That sounds kind of selfish but well fuck you. That’s another thing “fuck” I seem to have obtained the extraordinary ablity of giving very little fucks. I have been trying to decided if it is a good thing or a bad thing. I have decided that it is just a thing. I can’t give more fucks so why even worry about it…see there it is working its magic.
I can’t get the idea out of my head that I am meant to do something. Something that will help a lot of people. I’m not saying that I am capable or even willing to do this. In fact I have what I thought to believe was very little confidence in myself in any situation, until I started to talk to other people about it and found out that nobody really likes themselves these days. I want to accomplish this in my life. Both liking myself and this supernatural task of changing the world.
I would like a boyfriend too. Eventually. The last “relationship” for lack of a better word taught me a lot. One don’t trust New Yorkers except for Lady Gaga, and that I need to get my selfworth from within. So if you are reading this thank you..well dick move on your part sir and I’m not sure you deserve the credit but whatever. Confidence is a weird thing. I’m not entirely sure that it actually exists. Some people seem to just have it. I never understood where it comes from until recently. It’s one of those things you hear all of your life that you don’t listen too until it’s too late. Like don’t touch the iron Brion or don’t take these pain pills too close together. Maybe it’s just me or I’m the kinda person that needs to learn that the iron is hot and taking too many pills will make you throw up in your tonsilictumiy wounds…the point I am uneffectively trying to make is you have to demand confidence from yourself and from other people. If you don’t you will never have it or get it. I’m working on it.
So what do I want out of life.
I want to be happy
I want selfworth
I want to change the world
I want to live according to my morals
I want to go to bed because it’s 5 am and i work today
been working on a lot of songs lately
finally trying out melodies for them…i always feel like i steal them from somewhere but oh well
this is the beginning and chorus
I got Chinese food tonight and got this. I guess I’m an optimist…
whore whore whore whore whore whore whore whore whore i dont even care
