Cowardly hearts and straight up shook ones, shook ones. He ain’t a crook son, he’s just shook one
Time flies. Happy birthday to one of the most intelligent, soft hearted, wacky and handsome boys I knew. We saw each other 3 weeks before you passed. You visited me at work, I helped you pack up your room.. Hung out all week until you replaced home with the new one I left. I couldn’t believe it, in fact I didn’t believe it until I spoke with your family. I still ponder why this had to happen. Why this batch took your life. Why you would even consider doing what you did. I will never understand. I miss your laugh. Your eyes, how extremely kind and easy going you were. I miss you telling me to shut the fuck up when I was out of line. I really do miss you. You’re still in my phone book. You’re still on my snap chat. Your on every social media site I have. You’re still in my mind, heart, life… I can’t and won’t ever delete what I have left of you. It sucks too know I’ll never see you again. Hug you again, smoke a blunt, or lay on the floor together like lazy bums talking about unusual ways we could’ve made money haha. There isn’t a day that goes by I don’t consider you being here. Not a day goes by that I don’t tear up or cry about your death. One of the only boys Ive considered to be my best friend, no physical attraction, just pure, genuine friendship..I can not believe its you’re birthday already. I will never not think of you, I will always miss you. I wish it were easier. Stay up, stay true. Watch over me as I glide through life with unpredictable roads.
Please make sure I make it out alive, I couldn’t handle the emotional depression death tolls on those who surround us.
I love you.
Andres Amador is an artist who uses the beach as his canvas, racing against the tide to create these large scale temporary masterpieces using a rake or stick ..
Andres’ creations are simply stunning and knowing that these delicate creations are temporary somehow makes them even more beautiful.
All temporary love—
Anonymous asked: You're so cute
Hehe thank you. My tumblr is all over the place :/
I haven’t even considered tumblr in over a year. It used to be my private source for fucked up feelings. For my hurt. For my anger. For my happiness. For my dreams, for my fantasies that haven’t unfolded. The past week I revisited my source; and deleted almost every post that had relations toward YOU. Re reading my hurt over the year and half that we broke up with, just made me so happy and relieved to feel opposite now. I’m so happy I can finally feel my heart is right side up. so many months of dreams, feelings, scents, and memories… Revived everyday by the average couple or friends relationships, made it so hard to keep up with my daily life. It was so hard for me to see love in a good way again…I never want to be left like I was. I will never hurt someone the way I’ve been hurt. I will never betray anyone because of my own experiences. I’m twenty two years young. And the amount of feelings I’ve felt his young only boggles me to feel what’s to come in the next decade. The years that will guide my life as it truly starts to build the foundation for my two feet as my family grows older and stronger, yet farther and farther apart. I am so blessed to feel. Though at times my feelings are off the chart, crooked, or non existent in areas they should be, feeling feelings is my favorite part of being human. I love every feeling I develop towards things, people and animals. I can’t fully say I want a companion back, I just want to feel feelings with someone again. To share feelings, while feeling absolutely infatuated with the way our feelings have met each other. I have cut myself off from dating, or even seeing anyone because I wasn’t ready to feel anyone’s feelings get in the way of mine. I can safely say I’m at the point where I am ready to feel with anyone willing to feel me, as a human, as a lady, and as a soul. Truly the best medicine for (me) is sharing my love with someone else - whether that be a boy, or girl, family, or animals. I am very excited that I can now form new feelings of fondness towards recent situations and people I’ve become closer with. Very excited this new chapter of feeling isn’t completely overwhelming me with hurt and stress like the past year and a half had… I am content where I am with my feelings, and if someone isn’t content with feeling me out, then they aren’t meant to feel and share me. I will wait as long as I need to find an amazing soul with feelings I can embrace with open arms. I am happy to be alive these days. Happy I have two feet to carry me to the places I need. Happy I finally put my heart back together. And happy I found the inspiration to write this. Cheers to rebuilding feelings. The most unguided process of life. “I am a road, I wind along alone.”
Respect all, fear none
The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.
Time will tell. Time to dwell. Time to recharge, and grow up.