Oh I shouldn’t look thru the cars tag
June182013
6PM
Wow
(Source: formula400)
4PM
I’d like this
(Source: m0rtality, via hippiemamma)
2PM
Simple cheese sticks. Genius. (X-post /r/FoodHacks)
Doing this this week
June172013
My tattoos, piercings and choice of hairstyle do not concern you
A piercing gun? Really. So what you please is to get infected with every piercing you get? Seriously fill your body with as much jewelry as you wish but do it safely.
(via a-spork)
6PM
I saw this yesterday it was so beautiful. The craftsmanship was immaculate
5PM
I saw this yesterday it was so beautiful. The craftsmanship was immaculate
5PM
This is one of my two heroes. This is my grandfather. He was an amazing man. He will always be with me. Every time I see a hawk I think he is there with me. I love him. Very much. He had brain cancer and died the day after my grandmothers birthday which is the day after Christmas. I received this picture in an email from my mom yesterday telling me how proud he would be of me for being a good dad to my daughter. I showed Kari the picture and she said he looks like a hard ass. He was a hard ass, the doctors prepped us the day before Christmas and said he wouldn’t make it through the night. He wasn’t going to let that happen not on Christmas and not on his wife’s birthday. He fought for us and he fought for my grandma. He is a hero.
5PM
I’m a reblogger. I post some original content but as most of you know I reblog a lot of stuff. Well I really want to make this a lot more personal. So I’m going to make it a point to finish the story of me part 1 that’s been in my drafts. It’s boring and about the start of my life but part 2 and 3 get juicy lol. As I got older I felt the need to live life like a piece of shit. I was involved in the drug scene and did a lot of things I’m not proud of. I went to jail. I went to rehab. I made my life better. And I feel I needed that low in my life to change how I was in my head. I have had a life not good and not bad, I mean how do you judge? I have never been starving except in jail a couple days as I got used to how little food you get. I have gone awesome places and met amazing people. Although I wish I was more socially confident as I see this as my biggest obstacle. I definitely don’t want my daughter to feel the way I do at party’s and in school or at a bar or anything like that. Ok so I hope I don’t lose a bunch of you. And I hope to make some friends and relate to some of you on a more personal level. There are a few of you guys that I really like. In fact with a couple of you I find myself calling you friends when I tell other people about something you posted. So if there is anything you have always wanted to know about me, ask.
5PM
Time is the devil
Time can go by so fast
Time can go so slow
It will take your insides and tear them
Rip them to and fro
Leave you wondering how this emptiness was left to grow
Who had the watering can
Who sowed this seed
Who has left you to wither and bleed
Time can tell you all you need
If you can last through its greed
Holes can be filled if given the time
But why give the devil what makes him sublime.
Another poem by me. I don’t know what I’m doing when I write these. I don’t know if they are ever any good. I never studied poetry and haven’t read that much. But sometimes when I’m feeling my lowest it helps to put something that sounds pretty to the pain I’m feeling.
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