when she got out of her car the driver of the truck said “thank god. the last person that rear ended me like that didn’t make it.”
our relationship has definitely had it’s ups and downs and everything in between. but the minute she sent this picture I wanted nothing more than for her to be here in my arms.
life isn’t perfect. people aren’t perfect. and you aren’t perfect. but try to appreciate what you have, because it’s scary how easily it can be taken from you in an instant
I just watched a standup comic that ended his routine with a joke about a cross dressing 8 year old boy that smokes cigars and drinks scotch.
recommended suggestion for the next thing I should watch based on that?
disney’s “air buddies” “air bud is back but this time he brought the whole family along only this time the pups are in charge”
way to go, netflix. way to go
pro tip: you should get an italian woman for a roommate
I could tell you that the first concert I ever spent my own money to see was The Ramones.
I could tell you I own 2 Ramones concert shirts; one that’s been worn into the ground and one that’s been worn once.
I could tell you that I became a musician because of The Ramones.
I could tell you that Bono handed U2’s MTV’s lifetime achievement award to The Ramones and then walked off the stage
I can tell you that every single foggy mirror or dirty windshield I’ve ever walked past ended up having the word “Ramones” written into it with my finger tip
I can tell you exactly where I was the day the Joey died
and I can tell you that every single song The Ramones ever played live started off with the bass player counting off “ONE TWO THREE FOUR” and I always threatened to start up a tribute band named 1234
but I can’t tell you how hard it hit me when the last Ramone, Tommy, died this weekend and afterwards I got this screen cap texted to me
wonder if she’s a natural purple head?
all I wanted was a pepsi and she wouldn’t give it to me
at the beginning of 2012 I had somewhat of a mental breakdown. I developed sever anxiety, bouts of extreme depression, nightmares, appetite problems you name it. and it caused me to sabotage some personal relationships and quite frankly, it caused me to be self destructive. it’s a slippery slope.
a few days ago it hit me that in jan of 2012 they pulled an over the counter drug off of the shelves… a drug I’d been over using for something like, 15 years. (not recreationally.. I just over used it because I always felt like I needed it)
after some research I’m pretty sure that most of my problems can be attributed to withdrawal. and I’m not out of the woods yet. turns out it takes a few years for dopamine receptors to recover and for your body to heal. but at least now I have some hope.
I’m not saying I don’t have issues… I think we all do on some level and I’m not saying all of my problems stem from this withdrawal. I’m just saying it’s a relief to finally realize that I’m not completely insane and maybe just only partially insane
(and bonus points to anyone that gets the song reference in the title)
whoops! beard fell off again
I mentioned that I felt kinda depressed to neen. 20 minutes later Matt posted this tweet. next thing I know there is a pie flying at me so I turned and now everything on my left sounds like whipped cream
a couple seriously just went around our block walking their pet cat. freaked me right the fuck out