She was the last piece I bought, since the cops took all the others. But she's by far my favourite bowl. Her name is Sydney Elizabeth. And so I put Holy Ghost! (my favourite band) on repeat and sucked my stash dry with Syd.
didn’t have a big party, just my closest friends, some Jack Daniels, some smokes, some dogs and cats. but here’s to being 25 🎉
Fun hangz by the fire. I sit in wonder, feeling like some warped wire. Eyes stare back at me across the room. All along every curve and tangle in the wallpaper you so purposefully placed. Mixed feelings follow the sad blues and vibrant hues. It’s laced. It’s poison seeps in all too conscious in its stream All the while my eyes glazed and gleam. I’ve lost that part of me that had any sort of control Once the flowers start to dance and notice the picture as a whole We become more self aware to the fun house mirror of a life While the fire reflects something distant in the strife When we contemplate the right and wrong and the depth of the universe This is the new generation, and we decide things and our bodies cursed Sweeps and scraps across the night to cleanse our soul slowly The brush burns, it twists and turns into more than unholy.
Sometimes I wonder if you speak my tongue, and who really rubs mine right.
today I turn 27, but here's a funny video of me last year on my birthday dying for a second. 💨
i'm an open book but some of my pages have glued together it's like I can feel the blood beating out of my veins while your fingerprint fades away
and every break up song I could ever write has already been written because all the love I've ever felt has been cliché that fit something out of a show or fairytale or movie (that didn't have a happy ending) and those stories you were taught as a child about stereotypes and the who's who what am I supposed to do when things can get so construed and I have no way of reading anymore and every story seems to have the same ending while we all stretch and bend the truth and the things we hold inside while blurry thoughts misguide or help to get out what's on our mind next day, back to the same old grind
with heavy hands and a mind with wings let's see what a new day brings
So, idk about you but i’m getting pretty damn good at rolling j’s now