why am i so obsessed with burning man?
thanks sean… ughhhhhhh
BURNING MAN SORROW...
i hope that i can make it next year.
over hearing about burning man .. hahahahaha hahahaha oh god
this lack of privacy and everyone’s ego erupting around me.. unless this is just happening to me .. feel like I’m being pulled in all different directions but this minds intentions are only true gotta rise up stay true tears flow magnify what disgusts me knowing you watch every move not wanting to prove anyone anything but ego is all that surrounds this silent mind has collected too...
suddenly engulfed with sadness while sitting alone at my moms with no power..
Midnite – What Makes a King?
mweshi: I’ve been a devoted fan of Midnite for over a decade and “What Makes a King?” sits at the very top as one of their best albums! If you’re new to Midnite, this is the perfect album to get acquainted with the best reggae band on the planet. The exceptional musical genius of brothers Vaughn and Ron Benjamin is stronger than ever and will keep longtime fans skanking over and over again...
A Collection of Rare and Obscure Words →
Cheiloproclitic - Being attracted to someones lips. Quidnunc - One who always has to know what is going on. Ultracrepidarian - Of one who speaks or offers opinions on matters beyond their knowledge. Apodyopis - The act of mentally undressing someone. Gymnophoria - The sensation that someone is mentally undressing you. Tarantism - The urge to overcome melancholy by dancing. Autolatry - The...
sometimes I don’t understand how stoopid I can sound.
SOMETIMES, I FIND, I WISH I HAD A STATIONARY MIND
melon beds keep getting destroyed
talking to him makes me grow so much but also brings me sorrow. wishing for him in tomorrow .. but I know it will be a while until we actually meet again I just wish he lived 3 hours away and not 9
I feel like my jug of nugs has been depleted by someone other than me. idk tho.. jahahaha
finally slept. it was the best I could get
so many things are bothering me. and the fact that i can’t sleep in my own house is just the icing on this cake. changing and rearranging doesn’t hide the confusion I see. squeaky couches and whispering of unknown faces causing me no rest is unfair on this Wednesday at 4am.. rude awakening two days in a row.. trying not to lose all control. I know I have this power that is no lie.. but...