not one for filters, but this one got me like
got some new shorts, and they make me feel super sexy. since i've been clean from adderall (for two years now) i've gained so much weight and have such a problem with self love. i used to be a loose size 4 and these shorts are a size 10 and on bad days they can be tight. but, i'm very happy that i bought these the other day. i haven't actually gotten any clothes (apart from work) that fit me since i've been clean. and since i'm going to Sweetwater 420 Fest next weekend i wanted to splurge and buy myself a summer outfit. and i think this is a good step towards the right direction
I'm such a cutie when you give me beer 🍻
you know what i’ve realized? there’s so few things in this world that actually make sense to me. but music makes sense to me. that’s why it’s such an important part of my life. the rhythms, the beat, the pitch and tone, the lyrics. it just makes sense, and it completely captures me and envelops me in a pool of emotions.
another thing that really makes sense to me is mother nature. she really is a beautiful provider am i wrong? i know she fucks with us, but i mean, it’s kind of her right. i believe in darwinism and evolution. maybe not from monkeys (i mean i really don’t know) but as humans we’ve even evolved from what we once were by natural selection and i think that’s mother nature protecting herself sometimes. diseases, weather, etc. i mean there are some instances it might be humanity going fucking insane, too. but when she plays her hand, she’s trying to protect herself from the shit that we, as humans, are treating her like. the universe is so vast and we are blessed enough to have something this beautiful and we wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for the coincidence of us being alive right here right now at a place like this. it’s breathtaking, knees shaking, spirit breaking free kind of thing to actually stop and contemplate. it’s so humbling.
repping my fav beer 🍻
I got drunk and took some selfies waiting for peanutbutterlung
ya'll bitches get a first sneak preview at my new Friday the 13th tattoo still fresh off the table
Maybe I’m insane Maybe I’m a child set in stone Maybe I’m broken deep down to my bones With shattered words left unspoken When you won’t let me speak With all this stress I turn to tweak But, really, I don’t when you last said Neither of us can geek, so I would rather be dead Than pick that up, I will when I’m dead As much as I feel that way now I can’t let any more bad news bring me down When I’m already at the verge of ending it all I just keep breathing, I just keep swimming, push through the withdraws Even if they’re not as intense There’s nothing in me anymore that can make me dance Make me sing, make me write something worth more Than this shit, but why give the condemned any remorse?