http://vsco.co/wetwithvenomWhere I spend my thought, away from the sun it hides my shame, amidst the dregs of day to day life I do my best to dry my tears in the faces of the ones I care about, letting anything shy of kindness and love get in my way to keep me.from sharing what I owe with the world.
I will never judge you for you are my equal,
I haven’t posted on this in a long time, reason being is that I’ve lost my drive to do much anything these days. I write now more than I speak and I tattoo when I’m challenged. I moved back home from what I saw to be a steady diet of heartache and sorrow, with the inevitable That comes with the territory, which is of course death.
I’m sure I should have clocked out many times before, I see it now as just standing around with nothing to do but nod my head and remember how things were, what I was capable of doing to myself and wondering why the company I kept insisted on sticking around. my future plans are simple, and the same as they were before I thought it’d be a great idea to move back home and “settle down” . I see now that my idea of what would happen is just a dream and in no way a reality I can see myself in as hard as I may try. I can only apologize to myself for not being able to do what I know I really should do. For now, I’m just going to have to keep this shovel gripped tight in my hands as I keep digging.