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New Zealand’s new water safety mascot is amazing and his instagram is a gift
OKAY I just noticed the thing @manticoreimaginary FORGOT TO MENTION is that his name is the Swim Reaper.
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It's late at night and I've been thinking. When I say this I know other people who can relate know what I'm saying. How hard it is to sleep because your thoughts crowd your mind like a dark cloud hovering before a big storm. How your mind is uneasy and you are not sure of yourself or your actions. Everything you do or ever did felt like a mistake and now you're in your bed, in the latest hours of the night and early hours in the morning thinking that you are the lowest piece of shit that ever existed. I can't explain why or how this happens... But it does. How I question my entire life's work and everything I've ever believed in. How I can be so hard on myself... I don't write anymore... No music, no stories, no blogs... I don't take pictures anymore like I used to. My camera has been abandoned along with my confidence and work.
Churches put up signs that read “Never stop Praying”
But the only signs I ever see say “Never stop Paying”
My inspirations and hopes are as empty as my wallet,
I’m suppose to handle stress but it feels like I haul it,
I guess I wouldn't mind being a kid again...
When I was free to the world and the rules I could bend,
But here I am, an adult who is distressed and emotional,
An adult who can’t give her daily devotional.
The Night I Started loving you and the Night I stopped.
I remember when I first fell in love with you. I was drunk off my ass and everything was spinning; however, you were the only thing I could focus on. In that moment in time I realized that you were all I ever wanted and so much more. At first I thought it was the alcohol that made me feel as good as I did that chilly night in November but it was you. I loved you so much and my heart contained so much love for you. I was happy and you were happy and the world looked so much better to me after that night.
... I remember the night I stopped loving you. I was also drunk this cold night in January walking in the middle of the road in the 20 degree weather in my bare feet. I was sad and I was heartbroken, this was the night I thought alcohol could suddenly fix all my problems and make the pain you had placed in my chest disappear...but it didn't. It only made me into a drunk sloppy mess that was going to die of hypothermia if I didn’t get somewhere warm. As I was blacking out while walking down the road in the middle of nowhere I remember very little. I was going in and out of remembering things and the part of me that had any common sense was drowning in alcohol and was fading away the further I went on. But here is how I knew I did not love you anymore, when I remembered looking around and seen that I was alone and that I knew I was done for. You never once crossed my mind... my head was empty for once in my whole entire life and even though the pain in my chest was greater than any pain I had felt in years since my father broke my heart when I was young. I could only focus on the white lines of the road. I couldn’t focus on you anymore and I could not think of anymore reasons why I loved you...I could only feel the pain throbbing in my chest that you had managed to place there.