#greenbottom

[wontyouletitlie]

Greenbottom & CO

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[craz-insanity]

En el dolor, ella buscó consuelo en él como lo había hecho antes, permitiendo aferrarse en un abrazo al rubio, su nariz volviendo a hundirse en el hueco de su cuello una última vez y sus dedos apretando la tela de su camisa. Vaya mierda. Los oídos le zumbaron cuando se dio cuenta que él no le devolvió el abrazo. ¿Cómo podía hacerlo si estaba rompiéndole el corazón?

— Por favor, Charlie, por favor —las lágrimas volvieron a caer ¿por qué era ella la que lloraba y suplicaba? ¿por qué, además de las palabras, él parecía impasible?— ¡Abrázame una última vez! Por favor... —un último abrazo y se acabaría.

[***]

Ella le había pedido un adiós como el del verano, pero él no había sido capaz de dárselo. 

Porque por más que lo hubieran dejado, que ella ya no estuviera enamorada de él, Charlie seguía estándolo de ella.

Charlie & Gaïa

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[ronaldewilson]

Afraid of Killers

What if the reason I like it in the cemetery is that I know no one will bother me there?  Except now they do, because it’s all crowded and overrun at Greenbottom.  But the expectation is that it’s all dead people there.  None of them will move.  None of them will talk.  None of them will attack.  In the real world, it’s all live people everywhere who are going to do unpredictable things that all freak me out terribly. 

            Envious of the dead?  I don’t know if I really want to be dead or just be where the dead are instead of where the living are.  What good is life if you can never be around anybody?  It might be pretty good.  I have spent time alone and it is always way more relieving and rewarding.  Being around people is taxing, stressful, aggravating. 

            Being a part of all this gives you a sense of being something, but at what cost?  Such a cost that life is barely worth it.  I often contemplate suicide to escape it.  To escape the hell of all these people talking, making loud noises and crowding me in. 

            What would I do though if I didn’t get to be around them anymore?  I don’t know, because I have to be around them all the time.  What if I could still do some kind of work, but not have to be around them?  What the hell would that be?  I don’t know.  Whatever it was would be new and I’d have to learn something else.  Start all over.  Be a novice.  That would suck. 

            I’m stuck then for the rest of my life in hell.  These are still the best games.  I have to get better.  Somehow, I have to get back to being able to be around people.  I was able to be around them for a while.  I thought I was getting better, but now I have gotten so much worse.  It’s getting real bad now, and I don’t know how to make it good. 

            The best time is gone it seems.  Somehow though, it seems like maybe it will come back somehow.  I don’t know.  It takes too long.  I hate waiting.  Waiting sucks.  What am I waiting on?  The time when I can be around people again without being scared.  They’re not that good.  They’re bigger than me though.  Bigger, louder.  They can physically pound me into the dirt. 

            I’m afraid of them physically.  Who’s to stop them from killing me?  I need to see it as a badge of honor though.  Or just need to be prepared to die.  In just a few minutes, I would hopefully bleed out or whatever.  Someone’s going to kill me.  That’s how I’m going to die now.  This is my way around having to wait for 16 years or less to get pancreatic cancer.  Wonder who it’s going to be though.  

[brandonraykirk]

Gen. Albert G. Jenkins home in #GreenBottom #CabellCounty #WV #Appalachia #photos #history #CivilWar #ConfederateArmy (at Gen. Albert Gallatin Jenkins House) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2mTVahnAxKK8V3D781hz3WBhAJT-2r3eeCYoM0/?igshid=p04iqhfnxgdd

[puertorock-blog1]

We branded over here. Details and quality always beats quantity. #stickers United🛠Apparel #unitedapparel #greenbottom #snapback #packaging (at United States)

[lalunebleue]

Camille and Nigel still live in the Greenbottom House along with Zora and her son, Neptune Saturn.

[yoonjoostephanie]

해 색상 #그리너리 안그래도 초록 좋아하는데 개인소장 내 초록바지에 흰코트조합 넘나 이뻐 💚 #dailylook #ootd #outfit #코디 #ysl #swarovski ✨

[andrewkellerdraws]

Recent commission of the gnome forest druid, Celfi Greenbottom. In all her tiny adorableness.

[iwt-v]

American Lotus in Greenbottom Wildlife Management Area, West Virginia

[official9-0]

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[craz-insanity]

Greenbottom Parallels:

Firewhiskey / War of hearts.

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[ronaldewilson]

1932

Just think of how it would be this afternoon down on the 5th row at Greenbottom.  I would replay the funeral in my mind.  The little get together we had on February 28, 2018 to bury my mother.  They had the casket there turned the wrong way.  The wind blew towels in her face.  There she was with that all sales final face.  My mother laying there dead.  Pancreatic cancer killed her.  She was 59 years old.

            It might as well have been yesterday.  The only thing about it is, they might as well have went ahead and shot me in the head and buried me next to her.  It just seems like it’s all over now without her around.  I can’t move on.  There’s nothing to move on to.  There’s nothing to move on for.  She won’t let me anyway.  She would yell at me at night if I even tried to move on.

            It was all about her, but I didn’t know that for sure until she was no longer around.  Now I know for sure.  There’s no way I could have ever had a woman, because my mom would have wanted to kill whoever it was.  There’s no way I could ever have friends, because if I brought them over my mom would cuss them all out and tell them to go to hell.  I don’t blame her for any of this.

            This is what she wanted.  If she wanted it like that then why did she always have those damn stinky men around?  Other garbage men?  To live off of, I guess.  To bum off of, because I was too stingy to just give her all of my money.  Too scared that I’d get fired.  If I would have known for sure that I could have made it well in life, I would have given her the money to get the hell out of the grasp of those idiots.

            She still would have just wanted them back anyway.  There was no way to win.  That’s the story of our whole lives really.  No way to win.  Just sit around the graveyard ready to die now.  We did pretty good for people who can’t win I guess, but we can’t win at all.  I don’t even know what winning would be anymore.  I know about winning and getting whatever the work is done, but nothing else.

            Is there really anything else?  My personal life is an absolute nightmare.  Maybe that’s all right.  Who knows how many of these athletes and coaches have awful lives?  Maybe a lot of them do.  I know my personal life is terrible.  Just all around no good and no chance to ever be any good.  Especially not now.  Whatever I do, the only real thing left is to sit around and wait to die. 

            16 years or less until I get pancreatic cancer and a big blood clot to fall over dead with.   

[brandonraykirk]

Gen. Albert G. Jenkins home in #GreenBottom #CabellCounty #WV #Appalachia #photos #history #CivilWar #ConfederateArmy #brandonkirk (at Gen. Albert Gallatin Jenkins House) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2mTSqvHhhsWnB7AcnsPuVbLYHFsT_Pe86G0Zc0/?igshid=1cx9mlx2v49yx

[ecapcity-blog1]

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[ronaldewilson]

$5 Bill

Just think of how it would be this afternoon down on the 5th row at Greenbottom.  Not very good since they would be telling me I haven’t done whatever it was I was supposed to do.  Since none of them was ever able to go to the Thomas Jefferson statue, I’m supposed to go to it for them now.  They want me to go to either his statue or his grave.  Thomas Jefferson was their favorite president.  Not because of whatever it was he did, but because he looked and sounded like the best man for the job.

            It’s all about looks and sounds.  Thomas Jefferson was the best.  The rest of them looked weird and goofy.  Andrew Jackson and George Washington looked like they were struggling to suck down a milkshake from Burger King that was too thick.  Shake sucker mouths all drawn in.  They looked stupid.  No good.  Abraham Lincoln looked like a broke down Volkswagen.  Terrible.  The rest of the presidents hell, we don’t even know their names.

            Certainly, all the ones in our lifetimes sucked.  Kennedy sounded like a foreigner.  Reagan was a million years old.  George Bush was some kind of beans.  Clinton was dirty.  Carter was dumb.  You have to go all the way back to Thomas Jefferson to find a real president.  The only real president.  And now I have to somehow go to his statue or his grave or some kind of remnant of him in order to fulfill the wishes of my dead relatives here.  Ones that won’t even know if I ever did this or not.

            That’s probably why I’m not going to do it.  All the way to Washington, DC for this?  I hate Washington, DC.  Not really, but I’d just hate to ever go.  I don’t want to go there.  If I ever do it, it will just be to do this Thomas Jefferson standing real fast and then get the hell out of there as quickly as possible.  This is a big waste of time.  I wish I wouldn’t have thought of this.  Is there something else I can do?  Somehow, I have to get out of this damn Thomas Jefferson trip.  I don’t want to go.

            Just like that time I got out of playing cards in the store.  Just couldn’t play them in there.  My mom wanted me to go in Kroger one evening and play matches by myself at one of those tables, but I couldn’t.  I refused.  Defied her orders.  I really have not been very good to her even after she died.  She always wanted me to get this Camaro and go to the ocean.  Now she wants me to go see Thomas Jefferson’s statue.  This is all just too many demands. 

            Once again, there’s just nothing I can do except for be a giant disappointment and embarrassment even in my own family.  Nothing I can do to change it.  I was not made to go to Washington, DC.  It’s really a family tradition not to go anywhere.  I’ve gone too far already.  It’ll be time to go to Chapman’s Mortuary in just 16 years or less after I die of pancreatic cancer.    

[brandonraykirk]

Gen. Albert G. Jenkins home in #GreenBottom #CabellCounty #WV #Appalachia #photos #history #CivilWar #ConfederateArmy (at Gen. Albert Gallatin Jenkins House) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2mTHuNnFLHt86yTFFBNRZwkL-D1b_FDcKusfk0/?igshid=tepimafe1rik