I never expected 4th of July weekend to be so life-altering. I went to a festival, and met some of the best people I probably will ever meet in my life. That being said, I look forward to branching out and hopefully one day having an influence on others like these people have on me. I am so fucking grateful for my life and the souls in it.
I got a call yesterday about a job I applied for around 2 months ago. Today was my first day. This is the only company I truly wanted to work for, and I finally made it.
I got a parking ticket today, and I'm not even mad.
I heard about that festival, but no-one would give details about where exactly such was being held or how to get there, so I watched fireworks at memorial and hung out talking with friends from church till 2 in the morning. I'm glad you had fun, also congratulations on getting the job. Take care, ttyl.💙
Life is all about the progress,
learning through the process,
only the insecure will always make it on the contest.
but nothing's guaranteed expect the time that comes from all death,
so I ain't heartless, I just learnt to use my heart less.
and wait, I've been here before, the dark road without light
where all my energy pours.
just like my haters,
I'm trying to put an end to these flaws.
but reminiscing about my past has got my memory torn.
and though I'm stronger by the wake now,
I'm trying not to break down
I've grown so fucking much ain't looking back, I'm looking straight down.
I've let a door slide treated life like it's a play ground
and now everything I was, is everything I would hate now.
And see? I've taken a stance
and with the power of God the devil don't wanna dance.
this is a cut throat world, keep an eye on your family
but even your brother won't dessert you even if you gave them a chance.
and that would fuck up your plans
I mean so fucked up you can't think straight
cause you woulda gave that motherfucker your hand
I try to act like it don't bother me as much as I can
but it does,
I try the best not to bug,
you may as well slice my throat and let it poor with blood.
you may as well take my shotty and full my body with slugs,
cause that's EXACTLY how it feels to be hurt by anybody I love.
He everyone! I know I've been super dead on here. I've been dealing with quite a bit and traveling to France for work so I hope this will make up for my loss. My modeling has been up and down and I've decided to take matters into my own hands with Self Photography. My keyboard is also acing up horribly with my 't' and 'y' buttons not working so copy and pasting them is a long process haha
Well, to begin. this set was taken in March by Vic Webb Photography and I was a little worried a first about uploading this everywhere but if I dont want them uploaded I shouldn't get the photos done so here is my last set working with a photographer and I hope you enjoy them
I'm glad you're deciding to do self-photography. You shouldn't have to wait on anyone to make your dreams come true. And how the fook did you survive in that first pic (which I really like by the way even though I'm only into very mild bondage)?
I woke up in the middle of the night,
thinking everything was alright,
I don't remember having this fight,
but every time I text you, you don't text back.
and I'm missin' you,
I'm missin' you,
I'm missin' you.
We tell each other that we hate our guts,
everyday saying that we're breakin up.
and I text you saying I'm inlove.
But every time I text you, you don't text back.
And I'm missin' you,
I'm missin' you,
I'm missin' you.
and i know that only you make me happy,
and not so lonely,
and I just wanna say I love you,
I know you love me,
and you're just angry.
and I don't blame you,
and I don't hate you.
You make mistakes too,
and I make them too,
so please forgive me,
cause I forgive you.
and I know I said this,
but this time it's true.
I'm getting help now,
I don't wanna lose you. I can't describe it,
words to use to,
Tell you how much I love you,
so I prove it to show you why, I choose you.
But... every time I text you, you don't text back.
And I'm missing you...
Began the process of bleaching my hair white. Gonna give it two weeks, then bleach one more time, hopefully that'll do it. It's a cool strawberry blond now.
In other news, I tried to make friends with a cute girl, and she thought I was hitting on her. Which I might've been. I don't know. She was cute. And I embarrassed myself.