All I want in this life is to travel the world, marry an attractive woman, have a few kids (at least one boy), put them through college, own a house, and be able to save a life or two if I need to. I don’t think that’s too much to ask for.
Your last words to me “Tonight’s the night” Meant redemption is only found in books Your last words to me “Tonight’s the night” Meant redemption was harder than it looks So take care of what you love And all this stuff Are remnants of A life in shattered glass It’s all I have to ask I miss you I miss you You can illustrate your death in romance I can show you something so much more than words In my hands I felt the dead-end price you pay for everyday This is your last night, Suicide kept tight You’re gone tonight.
crappyart & crapart.tumblr.com are taken. One has no posts and the other has 2 posts that were made a week ago. I guarantee whoever made it won’t ever come back to it. I hate when people do that. So annoying.
That actions of selflessness with good intent and no expectancy of payment of some form aren’t more prevalent. It’s cool to receive something from a good deed, but it means much more when your payment is to yourself in knowing you did the right thing helping someone else. It’s a special trait to have for those that contribute to society’s well being.
The saddest thing is that you hardly ever see that but once a year. It’s the spirit of christmas.
I had a dream I was on this Mega bus with this one girl from tumblr that I think is really cute and she was dry humping me. Then I was at this empty university and had to do this physical and the doctor was the girl who first got me into dancing. There were different things I had to drink and I kept coughing up these tentacles. The last part was for me to eat this paste that would cause me to throw up and then drink this tub that was filled with giant tarantulas and lobsters. I was complaining about it until the girl from the bus walked in. I saw her, then looked at the spiders, and then I woke up.
My biggest regret ever is not getting her back. She left me years ago. Now she’s engaged to someone else. I never was able to love anyone more or ever again since then. I drown my depression in other women, starve myself and pull my hair out. I miss her so much.