well you’re a long walk from my street

and I’m dying in this summer heat

i hope like hell you’re waiting waiting

The Flood

My generation is sinking

Drowning in all the noise

Forget about our old dreams

Weed and alcohol are our toys

We live in an upside down world

Of destruction and deception

Of illusion and indulgence

No hope for redemption

Being the age I am

Living here and now

I’ve mastered an art:

Separating what’s inside from what’s out

This sudden ignorance and disregard

Is what destroys us all

Even the morally altruistic

Soon begin to fall

And even though my closest

Have joined the ocean of conformity

I sail in shallow seas

Resisting the vast enormity

And I’m sick of teenage “culture”

A worn-out euphemism

Masking our own selfishness

Promoting humanism

Living a hollow life

Not passionate nor appreciated

Where is magnificence in that?

Peer pressure alleviated?

As Kanye once said

Just drink until the pain over,

But which one’s worse?

The pain? Or the hangover?

I keep these opinions inside

Wanting to ignore

But I find myself maturing

Thinking more and more

Some of us live in denial

Trying to hold them back

But these emotions are like an eggshell

And I’m about to crack.

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Wrote this in creative writing today

and the last line doesn’t mean I’m giving in to drugs and alcohol, it means my emotions are overflowing, about to overflow like an egg whose shell has just cracked

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if nothing else, at least we both had the titles of yeez twisted fantasy songs in our posts

even the most tumultuous of storms could not shake what we’ve built… its been 12 years… yeah, shits happened lately, but that one thing you once said keeps me okay. 

“my mom said that even after 40 years of not seeing her best friend, it was like they’d never drifted when they finally saw each other again”

I’m sorry you don’t like her… but i do… even if we sometimes bicker and get irritated with each other… i still love her… every relationship has it’s nuances. you caught us on one of our worst days yesterday.

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you were the one who taught me half the stuff i know, not about math or science or school, but about living, about life and people and realizing that shit happens. acceptance.

even if you were to go off to some distant country forever and never see me again you’d still be with me. for just as defiance, ohio once told me, distance is just numbers on a dashboard.

turn off the movie, don’t you see how nice of a day it is outside?

you were the one who taught me that the only acceptable thing to do on a gorgeous day is longboard. so ride on ride on

now i don’t fancy myself as bein too awkward but 7 out of these 9 are applicable to me…

(Source: whentreesfall)

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another wonderful day

i love my babydoll <3

probably more than that

probably more than that

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