“What did you expect
And what did you forget
That to live you let go of me with each step
It becomes a progression I won’t let regret manifest
Are you to assess what I’ve been? What I am? Or become?
Did you stop to accept how pathetically dumb
It can be to
Attack those around ‘cause you’re
True to color, a town, a time, or a place?
It’s not you, it’s not mine
And besides it is gone
And you never will find it again
But I don’t want to fight
I just ask let me be
I won’t give the chance to be my enemy
So go home
Think it through”—Slight Figure of Speech by The Avett Brothers
“Kids, you can’t talk yourself into falling in love. It doesn’t take days of deliberation. When it’s real, you know pretty quickly and with absolute certainty.”—Ted Mosby, How I Met Your Mother (via lucyballoonpants)
I wanna have friends that I can trust, that love me for the man I’ve become not the man I was. I wanna have friends that will let me be all alone when being alone is all that I need. I wanna fit in to the perfect space, feel natural and safe in a volatile place. And I wanna grow old without the pain, give my body back to the earth and not complain. Will you understand …when I am to hold up a man? And will you forget when we have paid our debt who did we borrow from? Who did we borrow from?
Okay part two now clear the house. The party’s over take the shouting and the people, get out. I have some business and a promise that I have to hold to. I do not care what you assume or what the people tell you. Will you understand, when I am too old of a man? Will you forget when we have paid our debt, who did we borrow from, who did borrow from?
I wanna have pride like my mother has, And not like the kind in the bible that turns you bad. And I wanna have friends that I can trust, that love me for the man I’ll become and not the man that I was.
Day 05 - A song that reminds you of someone
If Passion Pit is mine, then the Avett Brothers are yours. And I can’t wait for this concert later!
Sometimes I sit and freak myself out thinking about death and how one day I will cease to exist. Then I realize that I only get these thoughts when I’m laying in bed about to go to sleep. And I know that in that moment, I’m wasting my life. But not anymore. Because I want to work so hard everyday that I escape these thoughts for good. As soon as my head hits the pillow, I want to be passed out asleep. Then I’ll know that my life has been fulfilling.
I know how people say that words are sometimes not enough to convey feelings. But I sometimes think that actions are sometimes not enough either because you can totally misunderstand it and read too much into it. Sometimes you need actual words to confirm the purpose of certain actions, you know?