She stood short to the mic.

I was just having fun…!

You can shoot me if this comes off a little corny,
But I have the butterflies.

And honey let that shutter fly
According to the aperture
Appropriate to capture every turn
We make and break and sure,

Shoot me.


Ha, get it.

You know that moment you hear a song that brings you to a memory you thought you lost between the pages. Fucking sucks when bad mental remnants ruin good songs.

Oh yeah, by the way, did you know remnant is synonymous with the word residue? Haha I thought that was funny too.

Everyone’s talking about the poor Asian fellow that got jumped by 7 ignorant dudes. Okay, here we go.

I hate the fact that there are a million blogs and reblogs and re-reblogs about the attackers and how much everyone wants to find them. I mean, that’s wonderful, find them, turn them in, y’all are right, they deserve to get caught. But there is a blog that features a snapshot of the little guy, the one that recklessly and unnecessarily bashes the poor Asian guy’s head, and it is captioned “If you see this kid, beat his ass.”

Wait, really? How do you think this whole viral anger started? It began with a dude getting his ass beat. So if you are so distraught and angered by this wretched kid (seemingly innocent in his entirety) getting beat up, are you promoting this kind of (re)action to continue?

For all you know, the unfortunate man getting jumped could’ve been an assaulter at one point or another, it just wasn’t recorded and uploaded and reblogged.

Let Karma do her thang.
Don’t worry, I heard she’s a bitch. She’ll get em if need be.

Another day, another dollar. Minus taxes and deductions, so it’s really just another 15 cents.

Creating a good lie is so much more mentally exhausting than dealing with the truth. Unless you don’t mind your stomach in knots and their mind in nots.

I used to believe that it is possible to get over EVERY single past love. I am woman, but in the most napoleonic form, therefore I hold down my strength at almost all the convenient times. It’s been like a love ain’t a thing to a G kinda mentality, you know? (Yeah, yeah)

But I beg to differ now. I’ll never get over my grandfather, and I’ll never get past it because he was too much of the greatest present. imissyoueveryday.

And that’s true love, kids.

domloblaw asked: how's your moleskin, lass?

What’s another word for awesome, lad?

I’m neck deep in shit to do but I can’t quit the rebellion. I suppose that leaves me neck deep in shit. Period.

So this is me, fully acknowledging that I have a list of priorities to check off the list but I’m so attached to the life I’ve been living that I almost don’t want to leave it. You grow accustomed to the people you know and the paychecks you cash, and you just coast according to how much fun you’re having.

And you can’t imagine how much fun we’re having. (Word to Atmosphere.)

Sorry Slug, I have to snap out of it.

We all go through it sometimes.

But the point whole point of it is figuring out who you are going through it with. Big ass difference. This is the breaking point and you won’t know it til you’re in the midst of what is just presumably bullshit.

That’s when the bullshit is worth it.