Good Bye Legend …
— (via wellbothdrinkanddrive)
Anonymous asked: would you mind giving me some advice? how do i find those people who understand that driving out to the middle of nowhere in the dark of the night just to lie on top of the car and look at the stars and listen to our favorite songs is a really special thing to share? how do i let people in? i'm so lost. so lonely. and i'm tired of shallow friendships. i need some beneath-the-surface relationships. i can't seem to find where to start. i need your help.
are you in school? cause i guarantee that everyone has their heads up their asses. and the people who have it right are the outliers. so, talk to them. the thing is, there are cool beneath-the-surface, crack-the-stupid-skull-and-get-to-the-good-stuff people out there. they’re just really special (aka not easy to find). try speaking up for yourself, start deeper conversations and hangout happenings. try adventuring alone. embrace your own weird, idk. but i guarantee that when people see you want more from life, others who secretly want the same will respond. the good people. but don’t be afraid of being alone, until then. here’s a good spoken word to help with being alone. (not that you will never find friends) (i believe in you)
Anonymous asked: You seem like an incredibly interesting and kind person. I love looking at your blog, and it's so nice when you write things.
thank you very much. if this were in person i’d touch my heart cause that’s what i do when i receive compliments. cause i fully realize that you didn’t have to go to my page, find the ask button (or whatever), click anonymous and type out two full sentences. all with good intentions behind it. so thank you.
because someone on tumblr wanted me to write again. because emma wants me to write more. because mary grace also commented on it. and when you are constantly listening to music, auditory recognition can quickly become a numbing sensation. do we really listen to music anymore. when there is silence we have to face our thoughts. or more so, thoughts come flooding in behind the dam you kept locked up for no good reason. my girlfriend likes attempts of silence. i like to call her mine. and i have all these questions for everyone. i never lost that sense of wonder that all toddlers seem to have. if i could listen to people’s stories from their past all day, i’d do it. i like to know how people got where they are, what memories stuck with them, what haunts them, what keeps their hope going. what fears keep them from being exactly who they should be. i want to know things. so tell me things if you feel comfortable. trust me, cause i have you. i’d do anything to keep her around. my sweet inamorata… but also, my good friends. my not so good friends. the people i’ve never met before. the people i’ve met but can’t remember their name. everyone. because everything is as it should be.
this sign is outside my sister’s apartment. I like it because sometimes I read it and I realize I haven’t been smiling.