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You speak of responsibilities and lies. Where did your responsibilities lie when you abandoned your first. Where did your responsibilities lie when you could have saved the family you had and yet chose not to. As for the lies? What about every lie you’ve told me? What about every lie you’ve told to people save face? What about the empty and the broken promises? Do not come to me with sharp tongue accusing me and my own of lying when you have done nothing told lies your entire life.

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The Tyrant No Longer Feared

You berate mine like you have yours. You berate me like in my youth. You blame others for the damage you caused and the consequences that followed soon after. The once dangerous tyrant whose vague laws were followed empty threats of war that was never to come by your own doing. The once fearful tyrant has now fallen to a feebleness I relish in. Grasping at the charred threads of the rope from the bridges you have decimated. You have caused the downfall of your empire you tried so desperately to keep. You are no longer feared, you are hated. Hated by those that know the real you and that know that chaos that lays in your wake.

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You’re not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.

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i am nooooot locked the fuck in. im locked the fuck out. call the locksmith

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I am a grown ass adult and I still get nausea when I feel like I'm in trouble. They're gonna send me to the principals office and take away my toys for a week. Can you just fucking kill me instead of making me stew in my fucking anxiety

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Craving disgusting amounts of disgusting sex.

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I can smell the both of you. Everyday in small ways. Walking into restaurants, stores, homes, working on the road. The gears slowly start turning when it is specific to one of you. I love when I can smell y’all.

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Stronger. Something I’ve always been. I’ve been stronger mentally, emotionally, physically. Here lately it has been harder. The weight of infinite worlds laying across my shoulders as I walk through no man’s land. My arms are tired, my legs are broken. I’ve been pushing since I can remember. I came to realization last night that I have always been a father. A father to my parents. My sister. My friends. My coworkers. Myself. And as a father, you hold their worlds in your hands and do your best to protect them. But sometimes I’ve hurt their worlds, usually on accident. I’m slowly sinking into the mud. Watching as the bullets fly above my head just barely missing me. I can taste the dirt. I can see the end, where I won’t have hold everyone’s worlds, where I can lay a few down and watch them grow, only to hold a few close to me to keep them the safest. But until then I will hold them all. I will carry them until I fully collapse, until my body rejects itself.

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@kendrawillhearaboutthis

we need to boycott the odyssey movie.

they’re casting MATT DAMON as ODYSSEUS and it’s being directed by CHRISTOPHER NOLAN.

i dont even give a fuck about christopher nolan-

MATT DAMON IS NOT ODYSSEUS. no. no. no.

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The world use to be brighter. I remember being a kid and it seemed that the days were so long and colorful. How now they seem to glisten in my memory as if it were never real? And one day I woke up and the world was no longer as bright. No longer the warm comfort a mother’s hug holds but cold to the touch as if the world had died and we were left in the slowly decaying remains. Whether it had been through tragedy or just the ever aging time, the colors faded sharp and quick like when you prick your finger on a thorn. As a father now, I can only hope to keep my children’s world as colorful for as long as possible, so that they remember more colorful days than I do.

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good things will happen 🧿

things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿

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Guess I’m the favorite character. @kendrawillhearaboutthis

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