There is nothing more heartbreaking than watching your 56 year old father go through chemotherapy and watch him through the process. He’s 56 but acts as though he were 95…
Note to self while looking back at my Tumblr:
You never would have known it looking back at my blog… But last week was the best week ever. The week before that was pretty great too. I went on a casual date on Thursday with Mike… Again? We watched the original batman plus he lent me all his warhammer books and taught me how to play.
Going shooting with him tomorrow as a second date and I’m freaking out!!!!!! Went gokarting / learned about Warhammer on Friday with Dave Dylan and Ray, then movie marathoned Harry Potter with Alfredo on Saturday followed by seeing Jeffy on Sunday after work and Monday (today) I saw Adny and we watched some space pirate anime movie that I wanna show Jeffy. I told my mom I was hanging out with Jeff but never planned nor want to be with him more than best friends (truth) and she accepted this. So did Adny. Its a good week. I don’t want to be on a relationship with anyone currently no matter who they are, but I can also see myself in the future in one.
I’m really quite good at playing the game. I’m having quite the run of the show it would seem =]
So, what if, instead of thinking about solving your whole life, you just think about adding additional good things. One at a time. Just let your pile of good things grow.
—Attachments, Rainbow Rowell (via psych-facts)
In your weaknesses lies your strengths; amongst the darkness dwells the light; within the obvious remains the concealed; in the midst of misfortune there is opportunity; chaos begets order; hate beckons love.
Jamel Duane (via psych-facts)
It takes a lot to start over again … But you owe it to yourself.
—Unknown (via psych-facts)
Why do people who love each other not work together? Or people who are perfectly compatible lack a spark? Life is cruel. The logical choices appeal the least and those that are seductivley appetizing to the senses otherwise lack all rhyme or reason. Even the amount of draw fluctuates at a rapid pace without virtue.
Do you ever just sit sit and think to yourself why why does this all matter why do we all feel and what is it that we are all supposed to come to some great realization at the end of the tunnel of life why is it that we eat sleep shit breathe fuck and die only to squander our littlest of joys the ones we take for granted and what we were born given to and when it is all too late we come to appreciate what is no longer there but once was.