Life moves on, whether we act as cowards or heroes. Life has no other discipline...– Henry Miller (via thoughts-n-dreams)
When I despair, I remember that all through history the ways of truth and love...– Mahatma Gandhi (via sociallyawkward4life)
I’m beginning to believe companionship is most important if you want to make it work. That, and cuddles.
Lord, send me not a savior but a companion.
Why I do not want to grow up yet.
It often seems to me that becoming an adult means becoming strong and stable in your convictions in order to govern a stable life for yourself and those you love. In this sense, I want to grow up eventually, but not yet. I am at a point at life where it is still reasonably acceptable to be a kid, but yet I still need to be given the same basic rights as any adults. I look at it as my time of...
How can you accept yourself and live in the present when everything about the present is just wrong? And when there’s so much damage control needed to make things right again? It’s like looking at a huge pile of homework that’s already overdue. You just want to say ‘fuck it’.
I’m learning that when you create your own values based on what you yourself observe in the world instead of what you’re told, you begin to not give a fuck about what people think. I don’t care if they look down on me for having casual sex, or smoking weed, or any other decision I make. If I don’t believe these things are wrong and I am not hurting anyone, who the fuck cares what they say? Fuck...
I understand that addiction is nasty, but I don’t think it’s completely fair to look down on people who are addicted to anything. A lot of people try a lot of different things, and many of them can enjoy the effects without getting addicted to a substance. Unfortunately though, some people do get addicted. And sometimes it’s caused by other problems in a person’s life. And...
I know my family worries about my drug use. All they really know is that I smoke pot, though. I don’t honestly think they need to worry as much as they think though. I will admit I need to stop smoking pot so much, but I’ve seen friends and family die first-hand from harder drugs and I’ve witnessed what it does to people. It has scared me away from that. I don’t really...
Thinking rationally is just so difficult in the presence of other people. I just feel so uncomfortable and all sorts of ridiculous emotions seem to cloud everything in my mind.
I used to feel awful about myself whenever someone would use me or screw me over. Now I just lose all respect for them and congratulate myself for not being that much of an asshole.
Thank you, mommy!
I thought she’d be mad at me for getting into her rum and vodka while I looked after her dog over the weekend. I apologized and told her I’d pay her back, but she said I didn’t have to because I took good care of the dog. She wasn’t even mad! Yay, that worked out better than I thought.
From this day forward, I refuse to be shameful of any action I have taken which brought me exactly what I wanted at the time. I am not subjected to anyone’s opinions or values but my own. When necessary, I can only say my apologies, alter my current course of action, and move on.