Hi.

we don’t speak enough. who are you? how are you? tell me things.

added to 2013 goals: be able to revert, land an ollie and a kickflip. 

whenever i go to arcades, this is the first (and this trip, the only) stop i make. i was down to my camisole by the time we left.

Anonymous asked:
To solve your problems read the Quran.

there’s a quran on my bookshelf. when and if i ever read it, it will be out of curiosity. it will not be to solve my problems. thanks though, anon.


I guess that’s what I get for building a sandcastle in an hourglass.

detaching

from outcome. living here, in the present, is crucial for me at this time. at all times. i am always worried about how things will turn out. who i will become. instead of who i am. what is more important than that? what is more important than this moment?

How much is your time worth? How about your hard work? Questions I’ve been asking myself for a while, but even more so as of late. I can’t wrap my head around being paid $15, $10 and definitely not $7.25/hr, which is New York state’s current minimum wage. The idea that someone believes that for every 60 minutes I bust my ass i “earn” whatever measley wage appointed me at some dead end job, is ludicrous to me and I’m having a harder and harder time coming to terms with this. Anyone i bring this up to seems to think im losing it. Yes, i understand people have bills to pay and children to feed. I have the former. i just don’t have to lay down and accept this shit as permanence. So I won’t. There’s got to be a better way, and I am currently on a mission to make that way for myself. That is all.

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