Lord forgive me for my sins for they are that which produces the blood ink in my pen. Rest In Paradise to my beloved uncle Bubba 8-19-82 2-2-15. Male 26 Texas. Drug free since 5-12-19. I’m doing my best to be my best.
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respecting women is actually really easy so do it
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I’m here baby 😂
Still waiting for the love of my life to find me on tumblr
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Have you ever known the answer to something but still asked why? Ever said you’d be okay as tears fall and you cry? Have you ever told yourself it won’t happen again, knowing history will repeat itself if the world will still spin? Sometimes when it doesn’t make sense, that’s when things are easiest to bear, it’s hard being done wrong when you know it’s not fair. When I tell myself it’s okay I’ve got this , come I’ve been through worse, is that just me accepting the bad things happening to me as my curse? Do you try and make things right some times, even when you’re the one done wrong? Just to say that it’s easier to prove to yourself you’re strong? It’s hard sometimes to love yourself and really mean it too, I swear that I’ve got a life worth living but sometimes I want to leave it too…. Do you ever wonder what it’s like, not to feel the way you do, or is it easier to tell yourself to just accept the difference as you? Have you ever felt how it feels, to know you won’t be okay, but tell everyone around that you’re doing well anyway? Sometimes when I meet people and I look them in the eyes, I wonder do they do the same do they tell the same lies? I’ve seen a lot of things and been a lot of places, and sometimes I see myself in other peoples faces. I see some things in peoples eyes that come right from their soul, it’s hard because I see a lot of broken people and know I can never make them whole. Sometimes I see the purest joy in those with the least reasons to smile, it’s crazy how the little things will do it for you after a while. I see anger some times too, I see rage trying cover fear. Sometimes the people pushing every one away are the ones that just need someone near… I wonder how many of them do like me, and look at God in the sky, and tell him “I know you made me this way but Lord I wish you’d show me why “…. Sometimes you can see it all, right there on someone’s face, and other people carry on looking fine, all the hurt buried deep in them some place. It tends to be the ones that shine, those that get noticed for what they can do, that deep inside are broken and lost, but they’ll never tell you. Have you ever known the answer to something but still asked why, even though you want to give up, are you still going to try?

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you deserve someone who can't shut up about you <3
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i wanna meet myself from another person’s point of view and experience my own energy
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There’s mad intimacy in listening to someone else’s playlist
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I think I’ll always be difficult to love
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