Do a act of kindness is like taking a dump to me. Sometimes you do it naturally, but sometimes, it´s hard and you have to force yourself to do it. In the end you need to because with you don’t, you will hold a lot of bad things inside yourself and become more and more angry every day because in the end, a life without kindness is a life full of crap.
I’m not afraid of heights; I’m afraid of falling.
I’m not scared of the dark; I’m scared of what’s in it.
I’m not afraid to love; I’m afraid of not being loved back.
..Hill-Sachs lesion…suspicious for an undisplaced bony Bankart lesion…with a large anterior inferior labral tear..
I feel so tired, it’s true. With the worse than expected injuries, robbed opportunities, unstable inner frames, diminishing interests and annoying illnesses, everything seems to be a sudden decline.
What happened to the optimism?
…
I need a cathartic moment.
“Last night I slept in a bed of tears, but I woke up a better man.”
That has to be one of the best opening lines for a song I’ve ever heard.
50 Ways To Say Goodbye
She went down in airplane…
Fried getting suntanned
Fell in a cement mixer full of quick sand
Help me, help me, I’m no good at goodbye
She met a shark on the water
Fell and no one caught her
I returned everything I ever bought her
Help me, help me, I’m all out of lies
And ways to say you died!
Close your eyes, listen close
as I sing this lullaby
Will you maybe dream of me as I will dream of you
Heard this song on JinnyboyTV’s latest short, Unfold. It was so very WongFu-esque, he is clearly very inspired by WongFu’s way of storytelling.
Oh, and he has the same name as me, awesome.
Something similar happened today. Not nearly as intense, in fact, barely a fraction of it at all, but the end result was the same.
I need some control, seriously.
The dreams go on, and I find myself reflecting on the past. Dreams unlock memories, memories I chose to forget.
It’s good to be forgetful.