Me, trying to figure out what iced coffee i want before work: ...mocha?
The thing that's been clawing at the inside of my ribcage since I was 13: GOD IS REAL AND HE IS THE SPACE THAT EXISTS BETWEEN ALL THINGS. DO YOU HEAR THE DRUMS?
Me: i think.... french vanilla
When your girlfriend gets pregnant, and you’re not ready to become a father, and you’re forced into a position that cripples you emotionally, financially and irreversibly, remember: you did this.
When your sister’s pregnancy turns out to be ectopic, and she can’t get the life-saving medical care she needs and dies a completely pointless, preventable death, remember: you did this.
When your 12-year-old daughter is raped by her soccer coach — after he’s legally allowed to strip off her pants and peep at her genitals, because the existence of trans kids terrifies you — and she steals your shotgun and kills herself in your garage, remember, first and foremost: you did this.
Hundreds of thousands of people are going to die because of the decision you made today.
You did that.
"save me, substance abuse!" i cry. before you can moralize to me about the dangers of addiction, a noble and powerful steed gallops into the room - my horse whom i have named "substance abuse". you learn an important lesson about making assumptions. i snort a line off its back
omg maybe life is worth living [i had a decent day] —> i cannot be saved [the slightest inconvenience occurs] —> i am a fucking god and everyone loves me [someone laughed at my joke] —> i am going to kill myself [i feel a little bit unwanted because of someone’s reaction]
and this shit just goes on and on and NEVER stops
Forgive me father, I know my body is a temple and I've made such a mess of it, but perhaps if we fully demolish it we can build something better, something maybe even worth love.
Be so completely yourself that everyone wants to kill you
i havent had anybody bounce and moan on it since.... (a haunted look flashes across my face) the incident.