I am A Grenade, What's your excuse?
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To say I am going nowhere at the speed of light is a bit of an understatement. The only movement in my life is the circles I make every day going to work, providing service, and returning home again. Meanwhile. The circles in my head spin out of control and each second takes me farther from who I hoped to be. Lost does not even begin to describe it. Lost in the familiar, the mundane. Ground to a forgotten powder and left in the rain to wash away. I regret nothing. I think I was just born to fall.

Missing none, firing once

Another night full of anger and disappointment … wrong turns eventually have tiling get you in the right direction right? Either way I am done with this town. Pack our bags tonight. We dine in different pastures in the morning. As the sun rises so will I to a world without the faces of these friends that fill my life up to the brim with nothing at all. There are a few that do not fall to this allegiance and to them I sadly say farewell for now. The foes have won so off I run to different streets. I will come back again for those of true hearts to rescue you as I am able. Grind on for now and don’t forget the fire rises as shall we.

astronautalis:

“Fuck Your Stuff!” (Taken with Instagram)

astronautalis:

“Fuck Your Stuff!” (Taken with Instagram)

Meopist 1

The air is ripe with rapist intent burning in to the moist night air

It becomes us

It becomes us

Burn it down

Nurse Flamingo has had enough. Let’s burn this city to its ashes. Coat the rubble in napalm so the fire never losses its luster. And the children can warm their hands while the stars burn like daggers above them

Hemmingway wrote 47 different endings to “A Farewell to Arms”, and yet millions of artists, musicians, writers, and filmmakers the world over are sitting in their studios right now, staring at the wall, wondering why they haven’t “made it” yet. Perhaps…maybe…by chance…you need to…work harder? Art is hard. Get to work. Work some more. Oh, and…um…don’t kill yourself.
me

Love this guy

Your dreams are stupid

Well, maybe. I know that mine are. They are sister always so bad that I spend the entire next day brooding over them and unable to shake the feeling that they gave me.

Last nights dream was a perfect example. I dreamt that my girlfriend of 8 years decided that we had grown apart and had no reason to stay together so she was leaving me. She also was moving to Florida with my baby. I spent the entire dream crying and feeling helpless. I woke up convinced that it was going to happen and now all day I am just waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Stupid dreams…..