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.
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.
johngamboa: Lemonade (ukulele version) |...
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...