Politics basically fuck everything up.
Sometimes the best gift you can give someone is to be happy for them.
There is something so strong about her light that my dark side is afraid to even show its face around her.
All I can do is hope, that our paths are destined to go in the same direction.
You're the type of person that I'd be willing to do something a second time, just cuz your presence would bring a completely new experience.
With love, I feel like I am constantly resetting new contracts to abide by, new guidelines to follow, but then a sniper element comes in, and just destroys any sense of predictability.
Saying you would be a certain way given a certain situation, and actually being that person in that situation is the line that separates heroes and cowards.
My arch nemesis, I see now, is cowardice in all forms.
Younger people are meant to fuck up every once in a while.
I think the goal is to leave pieces of myself in as many places around the world before I dispose of this physical being.
Boredom, fatigue, hunger, sunshine, they are all just demons in disguise.
I'm amazed at how in the most dire of situations, I can somehow still mange to be such a sarcastic asshole.
Betrayal is just a type of wound to endure.
It's like, take a moment to step back and take a collective look at the entirety of your life. Do you like the picture?
What I am afraid of is while I think she is the last piece of my puzzle, I may just be one along the way to finishing hers. But I guess the beauty in always leaving that vacant space is that the game never ends.
Sometimes I feel as if my purpose in life is to transmit people's hate through my body. A place for people to throw their disdain for the world, because that shit is hazardous.
Think about the people who have to deal w/ other people's shit, like literally their shit, their biological waste. Those people should be given more regard in society and not treated like something that they handle on a daily basis. That shit is a blessing, not having to think about our shit.
I have to be the same refuge for her as she is for me.
God, what a pain in the ass I must have been for my parents.
To say boxers are violent w/ a sense of judgment, is saying you are not. And if that is the case, you are denying a part of your humanity.
Your greatest strength and greatest weakness often reside in the same place, sometimes the same person.
I'm certainly not the most talented fighter or the best, but you'll really have to fucking fight to get that win over me.
I once said that 2011 was all about being the runner-up, 2012 was all about winning and 2013 was all about building. That for the most part has remained true, only that, I've come to find what I'm building is completely different from what I first intended.
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