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Kiana Khansmith
if i look back, i am lost
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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@iamsojoshdunwithyou
your path is yours.
youāre not going the wrong way.
stop looking to see how other people are walking, or where theyāre walking to.
your path is yours. it was made for you. itās not wrong.Ā
youāre walking just fine. keep your head up. move.
bf: babe come over
me: i canāt, iām having an existential crisis
bf: my parents arenāt home
me: are any of us really, trulyā¦.home?
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tELL PEOPLE HOW YOU FEEL BEFORE ITS TOO LATE I AM BEGGING YOU. UNSAID FEELINGS ARE THE FUCKIN WORST AND THEY WILL KILL YOU, COMPLETELY EAT YOU UP INSIDE AND MAKE YOU ROT AWAY. YOU GOTTA TELL PEOPLE HOW YOU FEEL, RIGHT NOW, RIGHT WHEN IT HAPPENS. TELL THEM YOU LOVE THEM, TELL THEM YOU WANNA MAKE THEM HAPPY, TELL THEM YOU MISS THEM, TELL THEM YOU DONT LIKE HOW THEY TREAT YOU, TELL THEM YOU FEEL SAD AND NEED HELP. PEOPLE WANT TO HEAR WHAT YOU SAY EVEN IF IT HURTS A LITTLE AT FIRST. HONESTY IS REAL AND BEAUTIFUL AND FEELINGS THAT ARE SAID AND ACKNOWLEDGED EVEN IF THEYRE UNREQUITED ARE FUCKING RAW AND BEAUTIFUL AND HEY, AT LEAST YOU GOT IT OFF YOUR CHEST. SO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE BE HONEST WITH HOW YOU FEEL. LIFE IS FAR TOO SHORT TO HIDE BEHIND THE FEAR OF SOMEONE BEING MAD OR NOT FEELING THE SAME WAY. I PROMISE YOU. LIFE IS NOTHING WITHOUT THE SMALL RISKS OF SAYING HOW YOU FEEL. SO GO DO IT. SAY IT. I PROMISE ITLL BE WORTH IT. YOULL SEE.
Scarecrow
Every memory came back to Cal Anderson, where Olive tees at the park, coupled with subtle justifications for staying stuck in romantic comings-of-age this far removed from the landslide. Like one of these days, weāll move on. Iāll move on. Rumor always had it that the plates would shift, and the new city would sink just the same as the old, bound by time and the way everything novel loses its sheen.
I stepped heavy down Denny and took comfort in knowing that the bookstores were still as brick and susceptible to mortar as I felt beneath friendly fire that started to fall one day (I canāt remember when it began, and I didnāt pick the fight), and hasnāt stopped. Like my own private war, cortexes hemorrhaging between temples where Iād kneel and pray to God not-quite-convinced he wasnāt listening and hope itād be salvific enough to make the cut.
Dirty rags.
Take them and drape them over your son.
Addition.
Help him out. Keep him warm. Let him know how hard weāre trying to make it out of the trenches.
Trust is a minefield and everywhere you step thereās a chance youāll hit a dud, or an explosive. Either way ā the risk is certain (and) ā Iām paralyzed by the choices, so the lemons are just as dangerous as everything flammable with all my confidence in the shadow of a doubt.
You invited me to lay my burdens at your feet, and rest. I chose to clothesline them like trophies between the nails, instead.
Maybe someday youāll become a scarecrow so covered with my pretense that Iāll forget about your nudity, tossing lots to divide what moth has rebranded rust for antique, and wonder why you just canāt seem to come down off that cross. Maybe I already forgot the same way I still canāt place these shell games or where to jump when everything Iām afraid of nullifies your promises.
I mistook power for the public display of it.
End me with all of your foolishness. I want nothing more than to hold your hand, and cross the street.
Levi the Poet -Ā http://levithepoet.net/Ā - @levimacallister Mountain View Church San Juan Capistrano, CA December 10, 2016
I drove to California on my own to try to get myself sad enough to write a new album. I prayed and prayed for a salve that would heal the pain in my heart, and once the wound was held together, I pulled the stitching apart.
Thank you.
i actuallyā¦ love people who double or triple or infinity text ā¦ what are you excited about because iām excited too! message me seven times please iām glad you have a lot to say and i am willing to listen!!
take your smileys from normal to unsettling in one easy step by putting just a little too much effort into the eyes
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I felt like I had to contribute.
I am the grinch.Ā
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December 10, 2016 ||Ā 2016 KROQ Almost Acoustic Christmas @ The Forum
What the ever living fuck
The day I donāt reblog this is the day I have lost my sense of humor completely
sry but depression for me isnāt smudged mascara and crying into a boyās chest and acting romantic and reckless, itās honestly just staring at the wall and not showering for days and not going out with friends and feeling so fucking disconnected from everything that i can barely breathe. itās not pretty. it doesnāt have to be pretty. fuck you for trying to make a mental illness aesthetically pleasing, like itās something i should be proud of.Ā
my dad took me to this building where a tree resides from its highest point. now, the story states that it was a bird that placed the seed. now, the locals may know more about this than i do. maybe they put it there on purpose to spark this attention. the conversation. maybe it was just there. maybe it was the ghost of johnny appleseed. i donāt know. thatās a part of the beauty. trees in roofs. amazing.
