Crawling on the Planet's Face @xwhiskeysourx - Tumblr Blog

It's only two o'clock And the temperature's beginning to soar And all around the city You see the walking wounded and the living dead It's never been this hot and I've never been so bored And breathing is just no fun anymore Then I saw you like a summer dream And you're the answer to every prayer that I ever said

Well I know that I'm damned if I never get out,

And maybe I'm damned if I do,

But with every other beat I've got left in my heart,

You know I want to be damned with you

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If I kiss you like this

And if you whisper like that

It was lost long ago but it's all coming back to me

If you want me like this

And if you need me like that

It was dead long ago but it's all coming back to me

It's so hard to resist and it's all coming back to me

I can barely recall

But it's all coming back to me now

This is the way the word ends, not with a bang but a whimper.

If we learn our behaviours from past experiences why is it that I have remained so ignorant to these lessons? In my past, when I have stated clearly what I wanted or what my goal was it has almost always been achieved. Yet time and time again I act as if this is not what I want as if I’m ashamed of my desires.

For years I went to the gym and trainers asked me what my objectives were I would say I wanted to tone. In reality I wanted to get bigger but was too embarrassed to say so. I suppose that I thought bulking up meant I was vain or pathetic. However as soon as I stated that was what I wanted, my trainer put me on a plan and I succeeded, getting what I actually wanted after all those years.

In relationships partners would ask me about my preferences or fantasies. I would lie because I thought what I wanted would make them see me as sick or sleazy. Only later would I find out that the very fantasies I had were almost always shared by them... often too late. The few times I was comfortable enough to share my desires they were accepted and often fulfilled with no judgement.

Yet here I am still hiding from what I want, afraid to give voice to my soul. Why should I be ashamed of my wants. Why do I ask for black coffee when I really want cream. I have spent my life putting more value in what I think others need then what would fulfill me.

This dawned on me today as I finished a book about a broken inner child. Maybe I am broken?

I am broken.

Maybe what I need to state, is that I want to be fixed. I want to have the confidence to say what I need, and to take the lessons I’ve been too scared to learn and finally embrace them.

#epiphany

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This is how they should teach grammar in school. No one would ever forget that image :p

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Literally the best bromance to ever bromance

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I have a lot of feels about turk and jd. Yeah they were both straight but they loved each other and it never was a “no homo” thing. It got pretty homo at times and they embraced it and it didn’t matter. The joke wasn’t that they were gay, it wasn’t even a joke. They had serious friend love for each other and showed it in healthy ways. It showed cis men that were compassionate for each other in a positive way(yeah it got goofy at times but it was a comedy)

Sorry I love scrubs.

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I think JD and Turk are the closest television has ever gotten to a non-sexual homoromantic relationship (Shawn and Corey on Boy Meets World didn’t do too badly either). Because they NEVER pulled the “no homo”. They very honestly and deeply loved each other, it just wasn’t sexual. It’s not even just “we love each other like friends”. They were IN LOVE with each other. They just happened to be sexually attracted to women and were able to fall in love with women too who understood