so im taking baby steps to make things right with some of the people in my life. it’s going to be hard and some compromises are going to be necessary, but i do have things that i refuse to give up. as long as they understand that, then i think we can move forward. at least one can hope so.
so this week has been unbelieveable hard. but hey, im still here and still breathing and i know things will get better soon. because everything is always alright in the end, and if things aren’t ok then it’s not the end. i don’t care how cliche that sounds. it’s a statement that has gotten me through so many tough times and doubtlessly will get me through many more. as long as i just keep breathing then the bad times will pass. it brings a strange comfort to know that no one in the world is really important. no matter what a single person may do or face, the ocean waves will still be rolling, the wind will still be blowing, and the sun will rise and set with consistancy. i am not important no matter how i may see myself. and i find comfort in how small i really am in comparison to the rest of the cosmos. so yes, this week might have been hard, but i know that things will get better. ^_^
You must be King Dodongo because I really want to explode inside your mouth.
My penis is like the Biggoron’s Sword - longer, stronger, and you have to use both hands to wield it.
I don’t need the song of storms to make you wet.
Oh, you’re not 18 yet? It’s alright, I do know the Song Of Time for a reason.
Hey gorgeous, I’d like to go to your Sacred Grove and shove my Master Sword deep inside your pedestal tonight.
this is why i sleep all the time… because everything else always fails
(Source: countrygirltothecore16)
so im sitting here yet again waiting on the sun to come up. it’s almost kind of funny; this is when most of the best ideas and thoughts come to me. when i haven’t been to bed and am just sitting and thinking about life. i write so many scribbles on scraps of paper about random subjects and just think. i wonder if my words will ever mean anything to anyone else. but then again, it doesn’t really matter. they are enough for me. i know this is silly to anyone who decides to read this, but yet again, i’m doing this primarily for myself. just a note left on my tumblr that maybe one day i will come back and read just to catch this moment again. because all we have in life are the moments.
