Insufficiency

Scrolling through tumblr makes me all thinky and shit. Sorta. But I’ll just summarize a few thoughts without going too deep.

Women are fucking beautiful.
Men are too.
Working out is nice too.
We complain a lot.
Past love’s in the past, love.
Fooooooood fucki need to learn how to cook
I wish I could paint more
Wish I knew how to write.
I hope I’m not kidding myself.
I miss you but that’s a given.
Lemme get that tatt.
Let’s just go.

wherethefckdidmypantiesgo
Haaaahhhhhhhhh

When my wifi stops working in the bathroom…

I find myself longing for pieces of my past.
But it’s over and done..

i dont feel like making any new friends right now

i wanna go shopping.

You don’t need vegas to be on a good one..

It has been two years.
Two years of growth.
Two years of accepting that you are not here, despite
two years of wishing you were.. but without a doubt, it has also been
two years of remembrance of the father I loved.
I have endured these two years by keeping you alive in my thoughts, in my memories, and in my heart.
And as I look back on these two years, I know and feel that your physical absence has become your ever-presence.
As two years become three, four, and so on.. let this ring true: I will never forget. I will always love you.

I lost my sock
Iaintevendrunj

Django unchained was fucking cool. I don’t care how long it was…