Quotes added on Monday, May 2 2016
waiting on you to text me.
so I can love you again & we can do it right this
time..
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"I do life the same
way I do
my eyeliner. Winging it."
- and they're viscous wings
my eyeliner. Winging it."
- and they're viscous wings
When people ask me what
I've been doing,
I always say "workin". It's so much to that though.
I wish I could say "stressin, losin sleep, breakin
down, searchin for answers, searchin for peace,
battling demons, hoping, wishing, and praying
for better days, wishing someone sees me for
me. But I'm just "workin".
I always say "workin". It's so much to that though.
I wish I could say "stressin, losin sleep, breakin
down, searchin for answers, searchin for peace,
battling demons, hoping, wishing, and praying
for better days, wishing someone sees me for
me. But I'm just "workin".
Celebrate Life. To truly live, Celebrate each day of Life. Let each
day be a Festival of Joy.-RVM #Inspiration #Stayinspired
Celebrate Life. To truly live, Celebrate each day of Life. Let each
day be a Festival of Joy.-RVM
It is 4am and I have to get up at 5am for work. I have yet to
sleep. I am screwed. and I am working with people who didn't seem
the friendliest. so, I am kinda scared about that to boot. working
8 hours on no sleep with people that seem mean. heaven help me.
And yet again
I write about the boys
that came back
the ones that proclamed
themselves men
then left
and came back
like the ocean
I love the ocean
It brings me back
to the times that I
was still a child
still playing
but I'm losing
sight of the shore
have I been here before?
I'm leaving the beach now
can't ask the tiny rocks
that crumble under my feet
to support me anymore
it is hard to stop
loving the ocean
but I have to carry
my own weight
somehow
I write about the boys
that came back
the ones that proclamed
themselves men
then left
and came back
like the ocean
I love the ocean
It brings me back
to the times that I
was still a child
still playing
but I'm losing
sight of the shore
have I been here before?
I'm leaving the beach now
can't ask the tiny rocks
that crumble under my feet
to support me anymore
it is hard to stop
loving the ocean
but I have to carry
my own weight
somehow
