#imnowriter

[elitaone000]

So I have this headcanon that by the end of Episode IX and while the rest of the galaxy celebrates the end of the war, Ben Solo visits his parents' grave alone. He lets himself grieve for the first time since that night on Starkiller base.

"You don't always have to be alone, you know."

Mildly suprised, Ben turned to Rey standing beside him. He considers her for a moment and ever so slightly, leaned forward.

With eyes closed and the taste of her lips still fresh and sweet on his, he whispers.

"Neither should you."

[iarinana]

"in the City of Love the time is off by an hour or maybe two but i still love you"

//Paris

[blogdoityourself]

Cleaning salvaged leather

[kawasakikid712-blog]

The best is yet to come.

I'm no writer. I don't aspire to be a writer. What I am is a man who at times (almost always) is so deeply lost in his own head, that the only escape is to put down words that seem to make sense. The words flow from mind to medium as they organize themselves from little snippets of thought, into a loose arrangement of what would seem random and meaningless to some.

I will attempt to keep this page going and updated, but all attempts so far to set myself on a schedule to "pen" my thoughts have been fruitless. I let my thoughts out after they build up and my mind can no longer contain them, so I imagine they may not come frequently, but rather when I feel the need.

This is my Tumblr, I do what I want.

[lovethetwerkingtata]

I am not a writer okay. I am just jotting down my thoughts

As we  come to the close of the year, i am forced  to reflect on all things that are important... What is important to some is not important for others but In my true heart and soul I know that  a lot of us hold family and friends near our hearts as much as the next one. This breast cancer thing has made my life so unique. I really feel that the experience I have encountered has made every part of my body more aware of who I am and who I have always been meant to be. Okay, now that you know that about me I have to tell you that being a mom is such an honor for me. Anyone that knows me knows how important my kid is to me. He is a teenager and super annoying at times but he is truly the big ole love of my life. There are baseball games and school functions and birthday parties and tons of holiday functions (honey we are members of the tribe and we do not play about our holidays.haha) but the more this guy grows up the more I realize how awesome he is and how having him around (to argue with, umm let me keep this real; remember he IS a teenager after all) has really pushed me through my trials and tribulations.So it is always hard when I see that my son has an issue with his medication (my son has a seizure disorder that has for the most part been controlled since he was 4). He is growing up and so with that comes medication increases. He had been doing awesome until the the other day when he had two seizures in one day. Weird I say. WEIRD. Looks like the kid is growing.......AGAIN. whew the doctors told me he would be 6foot 9. I guess at age sixteen and 6foot 3, I should start to believe them. Anywho, it just is one thing to have my breast issues which i feel like is so yesterday, i mean like so old news than to see your kid not 100 percent. As I prepare to go in to the new year I vow to try and see a healthy new us and to LAUGH a lot more than at just my self. I think our whole family can share in the laughter and become that healthy unit that we deserve to be.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR TAKING TIME OUT TO READ MY RAMBLINGS. I AM NOT A WRITER BUT I AM JUST RECORDING ON THIS PAPER HOW I FEEL AT THE MOMENT. I AM BLESSED TO HAVE YOU READING MY MIND AT THIS VERY MOMENT.

Have a beautiful New Year and lets all work on Laughing our way through it. I feel like it is going to awesome.

XOXO

[lovethetwerkingtata]

One person's junk is another person's treasure

What does that actually mean? I have asked myself so many times. I have asked my friend's so many times and what I honestly think that it means is that we tend to not see the beauty in the things that we have and others tend to see the beauties in the things that they don't have and that is what makes it so phenomenal. I've often wondered if people just figure out that what we call junk is not really junk but its our energy telling us that whatever it is, it's not right for you personally. Like its just not a good fit. Right like every puzzle piece has a fit and if you try and link the wrong pieces, they won't work but you don't discard that piece, you put it elsewhere. The universe is all about recycling right? It's like the energy we put out is the kind of experience you will have, like if you put out negative energy you're going to have a negative day, if you put out positive you're going to have a positive day it's extremely simplistic! Yet for some reason we still haven't figured it out

[fuckthisblog]

I'm curling inwards, like a leaf in fall when the color starts to seep out or the edges of paper when they first are exposed to flame i am turning away from all that is too cold too handle or too hot to bare and i am returning to my roots my viens my organs my insides i am becoming everything i should of been in the first place but why now