I'm Getting Too Old For Things. – View On Path.

lawl

pretty much sums my life decisions 

I'm some kind of different. I'm some kind of strange species. Without sense I move forward into the darkness. I have lost all factories of that knowledge. I'm senseless. I'm lost. Not even Braille could assist me. I can only drown the confusion. Or inhale it and exhale it. There are very few avenues left. I read. But the words are meaningless. I see. But sight bears no weight or value. I hear. But I'm not processing anything. All that is there is the music. The vibrations. They are the only feeling I have left. That and sexual pleasure. All else is untouchable.

Applebee's :)

My mother has one tree like all of those in her backyard. I wonder if the ones in this picture stay that way longer than hers do.

Within you there is a stillness and a sanctuary to which you can retreat any time.

Hermann Hesse (via fourteendrawings)

Yeah. It's called sleep. :7 ha

Kinda like the light is on but no one's home.

I need better time management skills.

I decided I was going to sleep in an extra half an hour or so today. Bad idea. Always. Not only does the bell ring at 7:40, but I was up at 7:11 and not moving very well. I spend too long in the damned shower. I was done at around 7:27 and I literally scoffed at myself and said I could do it. Yes. I said to myself I was fine. That I would make it. That I would get dressed and out the door all the way to school (4 miles @ around five-seven minutes) in with 13 minutes. Bull shit. I was so late. I had only five minutes left by the time I got in my car. I went forty through the damned neighborhood and eighty on the back road. This guy photographed my damned bumper and that really sketched me out but whatever. And then I got to the school after cutting someone in a Ford Explorer off. And I ran in there and there was three minutes left. Such bull shit. This is the every day that I live in my life.