#i'm crying again...

[deanmoth]

Fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!

[anevly]

[trashliegevanna]

Nope. 2016 can fuck right off. I know it’s a different Steve Dillon that’s died but it’s still reminding me of when my friend with the name died earlier this year...

[liamshometweet]

I JUST FINISHED IT

[puppy-wings]

I'm way too instable... Someone please help me...

[kaguyasaga]

I'm absolutely in no mood to blog anything today... I'm just completely traumatized in the events of what happened today while I was heading to work today.  I almost had a one car accident.   Basically what happened was that I detoured in a small neighbourhood to get to a coffee shop but while I was driving, I missed my turn and I accidentally got the car to drive up to a snow/ice bank. My car was probably at a 60-70 degree angle, with me being at the bottom and having this nauseous feeling of thinking that the car might flip over. Thankfully I was able to get the car into reverse and back up. But I was in a complete panic and in trauma. I'm very grateful for the nearby neighbours and a car who was driving behind me, who were ready to help me out if anything. Luckily, I am safe and uninjured and the car is fine (after having my dad check the car when I got home from work). But I was crying on and off during and after work whenever I think about this event. I'm holding back tears right now because only my mother doesn't know about this. I really thought that I was gonna die today because of this incident and if the car did actually flip over, what will happen... I'm not religious or anything but I'm blessed.   Hopefully once I get a good night sleep and get a break from driving, this event will be of the past.  'Night guys.

[fuckyeahsemideuses]

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[straight-as-a-curly-fry]

Secret Keeper

Secret Keeper

They call me the keeper of secrets

And they come to me in need.

They tell me their stories of love,

And their stories of horror and greed.

She gave to me her trust,

And needed nothing in return,

Only a place to share her troubles,

When he mined begins to churn.

And now I’m always there for her,

And so came many more.

All were wanting to tell their tales,

And stories from lives before.

Ever-single one of them,

Knew I would never tell.

‘cause they knew I was just a shadow,

and they could trust an empty shell

and then when I had returned,

they knew I could still understand,

because although I wanted to help them heal

I could never force their hand.

Over times I’ve learned,

To never judge their fears,

Because I’m just the secret keeper,

And I can only dry their tears.

And if once in a while, I wake up in fright,

With nightmares that aren’t all mine,

I know it was worth it to prove it to them,

That some people still are kind.