I’ve finally found that dark place today. I’ve gotten to the point where I feel like just going to bed and staying there till the world’s forgotten about me.
But in a way its rejuvenated me. I don’t belong there. That’s why its got me down in the first place. Things can’t get better where I’m at. Which means its time to move to higher ground and punch faces on my way out.
I deserve better that where I am. And I deserve better because of who I am. And not only that, the world deserves better. So what could be better than changing it on my way out? No fear, cavalier, renegade, steer clear. Its the end of the world as we know it. And I feel fine.
While on our recent Christmas family vacation, I was driving my mom and Not Oldest Brother through the mountains and in his boredom, Not Oldest Brother decided to draw a fog mural on my window of “dicks on dicks on dicks”. A few minutes later Mom point out something along the road and all i hear from him is,”I can’t see through all these dicks!”
“There are no normal people, there are just different kinds of weird, all of it is human and all humanity is better than everything inhuman. So I urge you to keep expressing yourself as honestly as you can, and know that the backpedals and second-guesses really aren’t necessary - they don’t hurt but they’re wasting your time - because when you are truly human, as we all are, and when that is your honest message to anyone, you are beyond reproach, there is no way to screw it up.”—Dan Harmon (via larmoyante)
“What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.”—Chuck Palahniuk (via ddaniell)