I don’t like posting lifting videos but I was pretty proud if this. Me deadlifting 315. Wasn’t as bad as I thought. I wish the video was better.
I thought I got an email from you. It turned out to be a spam email. I emailed back “change your password” but the message got sent back to me.
I saw the Lego movie. One thing that fucked me up was when he said to her “don’t think of this as goodbye, think of this as I’ll see you later”. The exact words you would say to me when we would stop talking. And right now, I really wish I wasn’t bitter when the last goodbye was really the last.
The last thing I read was “you’re searching for me in every women aren’t you”. I’d like to believe that’s not true
I’m having a really hard time convincing myself that it’s not.
thanks. i feel pathetic because if you start from the very first post of my tumblr and continue on to the ups and the downs of what ive written is all about one person. one person inspired me to write all those good and bad poems. now theres nothing. its hard. something to inspire you enough to just hammer away on the keyboard doesnt come by often. Its too soon to do anything. I honestly dont know what to think/do/say. its tough. this is a monument. im not going to delete it. just let it float around for as long as this website exists in hopes people read/look/listen.
hoping that there is a chance
you will read them too.
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