My life has changed, i finally got a quill pen. The only thing i could relate this too is acid. I had alot of expectation of it, and always wondered what it would be like. And then when it happens, it exceeds every expectation to the extreme.
As of right now, in my dictionary, under “baller” . Its says adele-someone like you. What a sick song. Truely a great art to make thoughts and feelings sound appealing. Its pretty insane putting thoughts into organized sounds or scribbles, makeing them relatable and appealing and others is a crazy level of eveloution!
What words together open alot in your mind? Just like smiling or helping someone, the effects are undeniable. Poems/spells/quotes- its evident. Mystical it iz. A kiss to build a dream on, iz one of the best to start a rabbithole. Just say it out loud, there are many. Ours hold the magical spell when combined like in fairytales! We just dont have the same spelling and langiage/ all we know of fairytale is the great war that great leaders have faughtFor ever…
i placed 33 corneas this weekend. a good day between like 4 people contacting surgeons all day and doing the daily operating stuff is when like 3-7 are placed. I was doing everything we would all be doing. and got more done well you do the math. now i got to hurry and finish all the after stuff that i put off until now…its 14:07, flights at 19:30…this should be a FAST five hours
Lisenin out for the memorial 9/11 song. It made me cry so much. It was like first thing in the mornig driving to work too. It set in motion a day of pride. And my boss was gunna order pizza hogies for our office. And i was like” for cheaper we can order chipotle online.” So im now going to get chipotle for everyone…
WHY NOT i cant not be without my offspring. I cant stand empty house. Its weak, im gunna have so many kids, for each biological child i produce i will also adopt child too. Not the young ones, im talk big red in the back kids. Ive had the taste of having a family, holding my own thanksgiving, setting christmas traditions. God gave me a taste of the life i could lead, it didnt work out with “her” but hell. It only lasted as lomg as it did because we or at least i held on to the idea of the family. Not for eachother. As sad as it is and it will always play a huge undeniable portion of my life. Im twenty two with a two year old son, divorced. From uzbekistan, lived in kansas for seventeen years. Spent four months in jail, been to rehab five times. Gotten every girl ive wanted. Gotten every job ive interviewed for. Recieved every prayer with no intrest from god that i ever prayed ever since i was a child and literally dated back my stupidist selfish prayers. a more than capable mind and body to accomplish anything i desire. Im going to be one sweet old guy, cause im gunna be like DAM RIGHT I LIKE THE LIFE I LIVE CUZ I WENT FROM BEING NEGATIVE TO POSITIVE.
Im just want to sit around andsaulk, if thats a word. Its chicks 21burfday and how am i sposed to say no when she asks me to drink. But i just wanna sit in this rain and watch jood videos and battle map the next couple monthsssssssss
Im afraid. Im afraid…i fuckin hate that it like this….i never wished this…one day hes gunna want to sleep with me or he’ll need me and i wont be there. God, was this my doing? Was it ment to be? I need more strength to make the joirney home. Im not gunna have a big eagle pick me up when im down like frodo.