Swing, ting, ting
My thoughts are a delicate rose’s pedals
protected by daggerous thorns
I cry when the wind caresses my thoughts
telling me it all passes with time
Especially when the wind whips
and you can’t swing back.
For the past two weeks, my current job and another job have been fighting over where I should be a manager.
When I had to pick between the two, it was the best frustration I’ve ever felt.
You know how great it is to feel valued? And not to mention get a promotion and a two dollar raise just because I scared the shit out of my current employer threatening to leave…
I AM BOSS
If there was a way to explain to everyone how much joy is overflowing inside of me right now… OKAY OKAY I’LL TRY
I’m moving up fast in my company, more proud of my job as time goes on.
My friends and family are amazing and fill me with inspiration every day.
I am finally happy and adjusted to the single life.
I live in Wisconsin and let’s just all face it - Midwest does it best.
I will be eighteen in less than two weeks.
I got an amazing retro yellow fuzzy chair today for 25 dollars.
My cat just winked at me.
IF THERE IS ANY WAY THIS LIST COULD GET BETTER YOU JUST LET ME KNOW BUT I’M GOING TO GUESS THERE IS NO OTHER WAY FOR THIS MOMENT TO BE SO DIVINE.
This is my first tattoo, it took 4 sessions, about 8 or 9 hours altogether. There is no symbolic meaning, i guess im just into demonic things. I think its a dope ass image lol. The tat was done by Kevin Hewitt, great tattoo artist, and really cool guy. His portfolio with not all but over 200 of his tattoos is shown on the link below. There’s also more pictures of my tattoo on my facebook, showing each step. If you’re ever in Syracuse go to origins in ink on route 11 for a tattoo ! http://www.facebook.com/jack.a.iv http://www.originsinink.com/
THIS IS AMAZING OMG OMG OMG
Seriously though… I want this
For the record,
The moment my graduation ceremony ended and I walked outside, I fell over and started crying. Not because I was sad, but because I was full of anger and pain. I hated high school. I hate that place more than anywhere else in the world.
I loved my teachers and what I learned, I was given great opportunities, but… you’d have to know a lot more about me to understand,
Long story short, I was a guide, the punching bag, the one that caught you, the one that silently took the blows.
I had friends try to kill themselves, I had bullies and protected others from their bullies, I was consistently shunned and considered very “weird”. People wouldn’t talk to me because they were worried what their friends would think. My voice was nothing to any of them. Anywhere else in the world I have a loud voice but there I couldn’t even whisper.
I skipped more than four months of school, and the only people that let me in kept leaving or breaking my heart.
But through it all, I didn’t break down. Others did that to me. I had to be strong.
After graduation, that was the one selfish moment I got to let out all the pain and hurt and anger I held in for all those years.
I know this isn’t a special story, I know other people feel this way too. When I look back I wonder what I could’ve done differently, or I feel embarrassed about the way I handled some of the obstacles I faced. But the most important thing to take out of it, is that I FUCKING MADE IT. IT IS OVER. The new pockets of the world that I am a part of, I am rocking out and passing with flying colors. Life DOES get better after that hellhole. So, much, better. Not everything will go your way but guess what? It’ll only make you stronger. You have so much more control than you think over your destiny. You just can’t live inside your head. Get out, stretch, and run around this big world.
NOW onto my sophomore year of college ;)
Today I graduate high school, which is awkward because I’ve already been in college for a year, but still it is an exciting day! Ask me four years ago and I wouldve said this day can’t come soon enough. Ask me now and I’d say it was all worth it because I love the person I’ve grown into through it all.
In other news, I made the Dean’s list at the college I am attending :’)
in between the sheets
in between the streets
i’ll flick my serpent tongue
far from dynasty
full of dignity
ya’ll find me insane
i’ll knock some sense into your brain
the vibes the game
the tribes go insane
i’m here to puke a story
full of tragic sparks
in light of magic quarks
bear scratches the bark
leaves dark marks
capable of pain
as the rain
drops fill the cracks
so does the blood refill the thrill underneath my skin chilled.
it starts with a girl and it ends with a boy
It was as if I were in mid air
touch me if you dare.
You know how when you find something cool, you can’t help but to look around and want to share it with someone?
You know how when we evolved into humans we survived because even though we’re weak / slow, we’re very smart and can work in groups?
Yeah, shit’s more rewarding when you can share it with someone else.
LET’S BE REAL HERE.
[Referring to the Huichol Indians of Mexico]
” When in the area of peyote, they pray and see the cactus as a deer - peyote, so they go out there with the mentality of a hunt. Once they’ve found the first cactus, they shoot an arrow to all four sides of the plant, gather around to “watch it die”, though no arrows have penetrated the plant. After, they ingest the plant and hunt for more peyote the rest of the day while fully feeling the effects of the ingested peyote. At night after the hunting is finished, they celebrate by eating more peyote and dancing around the fire until the sun rises. “