this again. BP edition
no matter how conflicted I feel about Kanye, I can always appreciate his artistic genius.
you see: it’s leaders, and it’s followers, but I rather be a dick than a swallower
pick a time, lets pick apart some stars
This is life and you’re a lumberjack
And you’re assigned to cut down a forest
And you’ve never done this before but you start
And you have your diffiicult trees but you get thru them all
And you’re tired and you rest and you wait for your reward
But then you’re assigned another forest
And you’ve already chopped down a forest so
You know what you’re in for
The difficult trees, the monotony, the tiring work
But you stand up and you start again
And halfway thru this time on the most difficult tree
You just can’t anymore and you collapse
And youre on the ground wondering why you’re even doing this again
And why continue? You finished the last forest and all you got
Was another forest.
And then you remember that there were some unexpected joys
Like the fruit tree you thought was just another redwood
And it had fruit like you never tasted before
And were worried you might never taste again
There might be one of those in this forest
And so you get up and you finish the tree
And at the end of it there’s nothing special but
You’re still surprised you finished the tree
And then you run into another person in this forest
And for a while you guys chop trees together
And you figure, ok, maybe this forest is different
I can do this
But then things don’t work out with that person
And the two of you decide to finish the forest separately
And the rest of the day’s sort of go like that
From then on
You look at each tree differently
And there’s hard ones
And easy ones
And you meet more temporary partners
Some lasting longer than others
And you’re still not sure why you’re cutting down the trees
But for now at least there are more fruit trees out there
I think
I have been way too consumed by working 10+ hour days and overwhelmed by the stress of it all. I have not been able to sit back, relax and do things that help my soul breathe and recuperate. Like bake and craft.
This work week I have met countless amounts of people that told me stories about all…
(via cut-inside)
—David Edwards, Burning All Illusions (via midwinterlove)
(Source: dishabillic, via guilt-kill)
(Source: theonlystefers, via akireizm)
“Seriously, as much as you suck your own dick i really thought you would have proven him wrong by now. Nope. Just shit, verbal shit, endless verbal shit. Cmon pal, a boat salesman? Do you use that giant foam finger to pat your own back or just finger fuck your own ego?”
weed in my grinder. mind on million
I
m
trying to escape from hell
and your dumb ass
sits stagnant
wondering why suffering
isn
t
comfortable
The world’s a fucked up place.
Reality hurts.
I’m going to make it out.
These are just the facts.
(Source: unacceptedd, via doingthingsmyway)
I need you like clouds need air
I don’t say it because you deserverve peace
You’re trying hard already
