Also... this is my foot status while locked out. #goaheadandlaugh #pastoringlife #dirtysoledpastor (at Hope Lutheran Church, Riverside) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9AhxCZB9Jo/?igshid=1jokbbeb3zhm9
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Also... this is my foot status while locked out. #goaheadandlaugh #pastoringlife #dirtysoledpastor (at Hope Lutheran Church, Riverside) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9AhxCZB9Jo/?igshid=1jokbbeb3zhm9
😂😂😂 Sorry, not sorry! #itsfunny #goaheadandlaugh https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs7Kx0HFFcN/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=7t2ieo0bp72h
Look what I found! #pre21stcentury #postchristmascleanup #under21 #goaheadandlaugh
the electron that changed my composition
I know that we should've talked about this earlier on. I know that I should've done something earlier on. I know everything has to be earlier on, and I know what earlier on means. But every single time I talk to you-every single time I come close, I get slammed in the face of hurt and it takes too much time to heal. If you only knew what you've done. If your words were real, they would've murdered me on the spot. If your tongue was the only thing that kept me on the edge, it would've pushed me over. I just hate how everything has to be intact with you. It's as if you expect me to seal these flaws like my immune system carries tape everywhere I go while you stand there flaunting your cracks like you were the goddamn queen of disease and proud of it. Well I tell you what. If these people flocking us had something to say to me, they would have more to say to you. Because no matter how many times you cover up for everything you do you always end up like the sour end of the lollipop. Like the acid too corrosive to use. But I stayed despite every shit you put me through because of the years we had keeping us close like a band-aid. Years like the strings keeping me dangling against 20 feet of air and rock and water.
I should've let go. I should've dove and resurfaced from the lack of air and swam to open land and live again. I should've let my back touch the salt keeping my body afloat and my mind wander away from you. I should've stayed away from the beginning.
Just a few more days (I can't believe I'm still stuck with you) of working through and through until I'm free. Until I'm boundless enough to make a run for it and never see you again. Ever.
What's worse is the fact that we sound like a love team when I rant about you. When I speak, it's as if we were cardiac muscle tension. But to be honest, we haven't formed anything from the beginning. Not even a cell. Our elements barely made a bond but why I chose to react and change from your stray electron beats both the hell out of me and the mystery of existence.
HELP LAWD! #GoAheadAndLaugh #SomeComedyAtMyExpense