Musical.

Josephine I love to write and I love to live. My adventures are the main things I cherish. My music is what heals me. Tell me your story and I'll amuse you with mine.

[aridewithjosephine]

You did it.

First and foremost... I am so proud of you. I'm not sure exactly where you are at but I know I'm proud of you.

If this is what I'm being told. If this isn't a lie. I can't be more happy for you! Your own place, own space and you did it all on your own. I can't be more happy for you.

Look, that is all I ever wanted for you. Am I crying because I would have loved to be by your side? Am I sad because you had to go through hardship and possibly a broken heart to get here? Am I yearning to just tell you how much I love you, this is all I ever wanted... to see you win?

You did it, you are taking the babies with you. You are giving them a space. A home. You're doing the thing! I knew you could do it.

Do I want to be saved? Yes. Do I want to be loved by you? Of course. You are all I ever wanted. Blinded by love. Adored.

But... YOU did it. This is yours. I have to respect it. I have to keep away. The thoughts run through my head. I wish I could be by your side. I didn't know how to be. I didn't know what you needed. But I am so proud of you.

Do I feel left behind? Yes. Do I blame myself for many things that went wrong with us? Yeah. No amount of apologizing could do anything for us. You did your thing. You did it.

I'm so proud of you my Epifano.

[aridewithjosephine]

It's my 15 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

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[aridewithjosephine]

Hurt.

Shouting. Swinging. Loud. Heartache.

Hurt.

I will never tell you this but… you hurt me. Emotionally. Spiritually. Mentally. A little physically.

A tap. You said “I didn’t hit you, I tapped you.”

Word for word. It sounds like everything you hear when they tell you the warning signs. I’m not an idiot but no one is when it comes to this.

I know my limits. I know how I want someone who will never cross that line. Ever.

Shouting. As I’m driving to take you home, alcohol on your breath. I pushed you to your limit. I understand. You ask to leave. I say “okay.” Grab keys and walk to the car.

I wait.

Wait.

Waiting.

…

Here you come.

“We’re done, I’m done.”

“I know.”

QUIET…

You begin to tell me, ask me, why? Why do I push you? Why did I cross that boundary? Why do I disrespect you?

Part of me wants to laugh, part of me wants to act like the victim. Part of me wants to just fight.

I stay quiet. I listen. I choose to deescalate. If I say it was just a joke, it wouldn’t make things better. Do I know better now? Yes. Do I want to be better? Not quite yet.

I let you speak. We’re driving down the freeway. My hands are holding the wheel, looking dead straight, heart and stomach are sunk.

You speak louder and louder and louder.

You begin yelling. Your body shifts all towards me facing me. You scream. You scream.

Screaming at the top of your lungs. I can feel the air, your breath. Shouting. Louder. Screaming. Your harm moves violently up and down. Trying to prove your point. Up and down.

Scream. Up and… your fist touches my arm. I take a deep breath. Heavy breathing. Heavy breathing. You keep yelling. I can’t take it anymore.

I yell holding tears back. Deep breath. Another. I can’t do it. I’m pulling over. I can’t make it anymore down the freeway, I can’t make it.

“I didn’t hit you”

You’re calm now. I pull over. I park. You stop. You try to talk… I can’t do it. You leave. I leave.

Driving. I scream. Loud. Louder. Louder. Deep breaths.

Hurt.

[poison-ivy-on-drugs]

[aridewithjosephine]

I’m okay.

I get lost in my own dread. A void that I easily get sucked into. Something I feel like I can’t shake.

But there you are. My best friend, my girls, my friends. You pull me right out. Extend a hand. Put me on your shoulders. Hug me tight so I don’t fall.

You’re there. You’re always there. I get lost because I don’t call out for you. I stay quiet. I stay hidden. I stay lost.

But there you are. With a flashlight. Shouting. Waving your arms. Screaming “I’m here!” It’s hard to shake the heaviness. It’s hard to quiet the noise.

But there you are. Smiling. Waiting. Standing with your arms open. You’re here. You’ll always be.

Here you are. With me. And I’m okay.

[aridewithjosephine]

Talk about karma.

He didn’t even know it was you. He didn’t even remember when it was you.

You’re an idiot. You’re a dumbass. You are a hot ass mess. Let it go Bex. Let it go, man.

You need to go back to you. Stop trying to be romantic stop trying to be in distress. Stop trying to not take accountability of your life and focus on someone else. That’s not where you’re supposed to be a man that’s not who you are.

You turned into this person that wants to help but gloat about the helping. You just wanna say that you did something and hold it over someone. You are not being honest to these men you are not being truthful. You are being mean. They’re expecting a beautiful person, but you are so hurt. You are so damaged. Your child, clinging and crying at things destroying them.

Just stop. That’s what they always tell you huh? Just stop already. That’s enough. You’re doing too much. You’re doing the most.

Bex you need to heal. I promise you if you heal everything will be better. If you focus on you, things will get better.

School. Family. Your girls. Focus.

You’ll be okay. Nothing is impossible unless you think it. Get it together, girl. We need you.

[aridewithjosephine]

I’m sorry.

Well, this is awkward. Phew. Where do I begin? Where to start? You want the punchline first? Or maybe i should start with my heart. Phew. PHEW.

I didn’t think this would be this HEAVY. Never thought I could be wrong so many times. Life is funny, but I don’t think I like this joke. Over and over. Over and over… over and over again. I’m tired. I’m… do I dare say? Defeated…? PHEW.

In a lifetime, how many times are we allowed to be wrong? In a lifetime, how many times can we say.. JUST KIDDING? In a lifetime, phew. Is this lifetime just for me to always be wrong?

You think I wanted it too much? You think I craved it badly? You think.. I didn’t think?… and… jumped… I… I jumped without… a parachute? I wanted it to be you so badly. I tried to make it so. I gave my all. My hopes and dreams, I poured into what could be with you. I was dreaming. I was in awe of the future. I spoke too soon. I cared too soon. I gave too soon…. I loved… too soon. PHEW.

Why does this keep happening? Why am I never the destination? WHEN WILL I GET WHAT I WANT?? When will I be loved.

p h e w

p h e w

Is this even fair? Is this okay? Is this… my life?

It can’t be. It just can’t be. It can’t. Please tell me. Please answer me. Please tell me it will be okay. Tell me it wasn’t meant to be. Tell me I deserve it all. Tell me I rushed and it’s not the right time. TELL ME SOMETHING PLEASE. please.

p l e a s e

Phew. Sorry to dump that on you. I apologize. Lost myself there. Ahem. Phew. Okay.

It’s not me. It’s you. I thought you were here to save me. I thought you here to love me. I thought I found the one.

I’m sorry.

[conspiracydawg]

sight I saw in san francisco, twice: gaggle of tiny children leashed together being herded along, everyone in hi-vis

[mikkeneko]

[owenthetokencishet]

When the male lead and female lead make it to the end of the story without kissing

[thatonedeadboy]

romantic fool

[taylortut]

i CANNOT express how much more lovable my friends are to me at their most annoying. i'd rather hear the same story 3 times than not at all. i'd rather read a 22 message text rant about something totally inconsequential than not hear from you all day. i'd rather you tag me in the stupidest post i've ever seen than not know that it made you think of a conversation we had a month ago. BE ANNOYING AT ME. I LOVE YOU

[airlocksandaviariesarchive]

Looks like we can’t isolate, ignore, ibuprofen our way out of this one boys

[primeemeraldheiress]

[aridewithjosephine]

Mi Amor

Love. You. Mine. Us.

I am completely in awe of you. I cannot go a day without your kisses, your touch and your love. The fairytales, the stories oh how I never thought they would be for me.

They were never meant for me, until I met you.

You have been a dream. An escape. A knight in shining armor. You are a prince, my king. You slay my dragons, fend off my demons and rescue me every single day.

The nights I overthink. The days I dislike myself. When I question, why? What about me is so special? Why would he care? I’m not enough. I could never be loved this way. He WILL leave one day.

You calm me. You make those thoughts disappear.

You find me and bring me out of the dark. You love me.

The struggle is internal. The war is ongoing and you show up every single day for me.

It’s a dream. Only a dream. A dream I wait to bloom into reality.

Oh mi amor. Are you out there?

[jester-complex]

let’s take a break with mama

[cheaphalloweencostume]

the world gets a lot easier when you learn to be wrong without getting pissed or doubling down. saying, ‘you’re right, that makes sense, I was misinformed, thanks for telling me’ instead of going to war over something your ego’s latched onto will save you time, energy, and the embarrassment of sounding like a whiny little bitch

[aridewithjosephine]

This shit fucking sucks.

WHAT THE HELL!

WHAT THE FUCKING HELL!!!

Why does everything happen all at once. Everything. Anything. ALL THE THINGS. Does it really need to? Does it HAVE to?

Last week. Sunday. Yesterday. Today.

Does shit really need to happen? Can I catch a break? Can I not be dragged under? CAN I BREATHE?!

Fuck man. Fuck. Man. I’m tired. Exhausted. Emotionally drained. What else do you need?

My sanity? My strength? MY WILL TO…

Alright. Okay. Now I’m getting too dramatic. But seriously. I’m getting attacked on all sides and it’s not a fair fight. At the moment it’s not anyway. What do I do? Disengage? Retreat? Quit?

I’m stumped. I’ve been one a high for a while, I was striving doing great. Now I’m getting crumpled like a piece of paper. I know what I need to do. I know that I CAN do it.

Just let me sulk. Let me cry. Let me crash out. I’ll be okay.

Hopefully.

[benevolentgentleman]

[leahstuff]

As a former band nerd, I can tell you that this instrument is finally being used as it should be :D

Also here’s a link to the entire song if you want it - there’s more silliness!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d6vBezPo3T0

[viterbofangirl]

The slapstick guy is named Grant and according to a YouTube comment:

[drst]

It got better