Canopy Bed (by I feel like two million.)
What do I do? Its like walking into a new country with all of these things I don’t understand. I’m lost. Completely lost. I don’t know where to go or even what to say. I’m devastated. It’s worse than I assumed. And the more I learn, the sicker I get.
(via cum-castles)
You think you’re gods greatest gift to the earth. You talk about yourself like you’re the only person in the world who’s happiness matters. Well let me remind you of something, THE WORLD DOES NOT REVOLVE AROUND YOU! When I have to “rush” home to dye your hair and then try talking to you, that means care about what I have to say. Not interrupt me mid story to tell me about your life. You don’t do that to your own fucking daughter. Especially not when she’s dying YOUR hair. That’s asking for disaster. And then I make dinner for Alex and myself and you have you inform me that your son has not eaten. But then I ask you if you’ve eaten, and you let me know you had steak and a baked potato. Well where the hell is your son’s and why did you not care if he ate? Were you too busy sleeping on the couch as usual? And THEN you have the nerve to have your son bring you down shrimp. So you won’t sit down and have a fucking meal with your family, but you’d like to just nail all the leftovers. You’re such a heartless selfish bitch. Thanks for caring about your kids. When was the last time you actually made us a meal? Do you remember that? Or the last time we sat and ate together. What’re you good for? Smoking weed and not coming home at night? How fucking lovely. You haven’t changed. You’re just a miserable bitch. I hate you.
(Source: quote-book, via imgonnamakeachange)
(via awesome-pictures)
Alexander Jay Menn, I love you.
And I hope you read this soon. ;)
Driving this morning, I stare at the road. The first I’ve gotten to see of it the last couple days. I can actually see the lines on it yellow and white. It makes sense again. My guides are back. With bright stoplights and big signs. All of which telling me where to go. The street signs are all in English again. I understand them when I see them instead of the blur they had become. Every sign and light guiding me exactly where to go.
