June 2011
May 2011
There’s never enough time. Someday everyone and everything I love will be gone.
“At the end of the day fuck everybody else, if you’re happy that’s all the matters.”
—Brian Dales (via thebrianset)
“Music puts everything you wish you could say into words and a melody. Music takes the moments you’ll never forget and makes them permanent.”
—Stephen Gomez (via thebrianset)
It's kind of amazing how content I am all the time
despite how much shit I have going on in my life. I feel like if this were my life a year ago, I’d be crying everyday. But now that I’m stronger, I feel like I don’t let things get to me as much. Though its extremely painful, I try to think of how things could always be worse. There is always someone who would trade lives with me in a second because of how bad they have it.
Trying to keep my head as high as possible and paint a smile permanently on my face. It’s been going pretty well so far.
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My cat is acting crazy. He’s randomly hissing at nothing, can’t stay in one spot for long, and is like jumping into walls. My mom put this tick stuff on him this morning and it’s quite possible that he somehow ingested it or he’s just having a bad reaction to it on his skin. Or it could just be the heat. Or the mixture of the two. But either way, I’m super worried. Plus my mom told me that even if something is wrong, we wouldn’t bring him to the animal hospital because of how expensive it would be especially on a weekend.
I treat my cat like I would a son if I had one and I legit don’t know what I’d do if something serious were to happen to him. If there is a God out there that has some control, I’m begging that some mercy is shown. He’s probably the thing I love most on this Earth.
Hopefully he’ll be better by tonight. :/
Tangled
The Lion King
Aladdin
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Alice in Wonderland
Snow White
I've been thinking a lot today
And I kind of realized that I’ve only talked about my real dreams with one person in my entire life. Not a best friend, not a parent. Someone who means nothing to me now. It just kind of blows my mind that I’ve never felt comfortable enough to just spill it to anyone else.
I used to feel like my dream was within reach as I grew up. When you’re young, you feel like you can do anything you’ve ever wanted. But now that I’m starting to grow up, I know that it’ll never be possible. There’s never enough money. Never enough time. Never enough talent. I think it’s time to find a new dream.
This really wasn’t meant to be a debby downer post. I promise.
“If you hate your parents, the man or the establishment, don’t show them up by getting wasted and wrapping your car around a tree. If you really want to rebel against your parents: outlearn them, outlive them, and know more than they do.”
—Henry Rollins (via house-of-wolves)
My own best friend hates me but everything’s fine
