It's a small world
Met this kid today whose name is DJ which is the same as my ex. They have identical tattoos in the same spot and the new DJ graduated from the school where the old DJ’s father taught and knows him. Talk about coincidence…
Sometimes I need a reminder
of just how good I have it. Ive had a trying couple of days. Some good news and some bad. But im working on finding the good in everything, especially the bad so: Im thankful that I woke up this morning. Im gratified that I am able to attend and afford this ridiculously stressful school. Im appreciative of my ‘take no shit’ attitude that prohibits people from walking all over me ...
My current favorite
Common fucking COURTESY
Something my roommates and their guests lack. Drinking, eating, using my stuff and not feeling the need to replace it. Let me not clean the bathroom though and it’s a big freaking issue. I love my roommates to death but I wish living alone wasn’t so expensive….
In my quest to be a better me I’m learning to find good in all the bad.
I love seeing Dads with their daughters. I never really had that growing up even though my Uncles and Pop Pop were my father figures. I made a promise to myself to never subject my children to the void I felt because my Dad wasnt a permanent constant figure in my life. The older I get and the more I see life for what it really is, the more determined I am to do things right and keep my...
he might seem like he’s the only one in your corner, the only one who “loves”...– (via eyebeeye)
I will give the person that can tell me whats so good about a hoodrat with a bad weave, a million bucks. Point being there’s nothing good about them. Just saying…
I have them. In fact I have a lot of them. I hate them and I used to be really self conscious of them but I’m at the point now where I’m like f%*k it. Accepting that they’re just another piece of my story.
Pure love will never return to you void.