August 2012
It’s pretty crazy how you can be born into a big, beautiful family and yet as you grow up, that family just gets smaller and smaller.
3 tags
My dog is trying to dig holes on my bed....
As if she is trying to get to something. why?
: When people tell me, “I couldn’t imagine living... →
dumbassness:
When people tell me, “I couldn’t imagine living without a dad.” How do I possibly respond to that? It’s not something you imagine. It’s something you’re brutally placed in and forced to strive from. I couldn’t “imagine” feeling the warmth of my head rested upon his chest. I couldn’t “imagine”…
tyleroakley:
Life: you’re living it right.
3 tags
1 tag
It would be exquisite to die in front of you, I thought. Not that I want to die, exactly. It’s just that, when I go, it would be sharper and sweeter to do it in front of you. You could be a sort of cheerleader for my demise, easing me into non-existence, distracting me with your beauty while I slip into the abyss. My fingers, twisting in your hair, might tether me to the earth for a few moments...
1 tag
2 tags
3 tags