Mar 062015
 

I never wish that my life was different
Or that I’d grown up any way
Other than the way that I did

And I know that my parents both love
And support me
I know that they are proud of me
Just like other kids parents are

And the only difference
Is that their pride
Stretches through most of the country

But yet to know
The disappointment of one
Is more than a bump in the road
It is like a stop sign
Attached to a large swinging hammer

And to get through it
One must carefully duck and dodge
And when the inevitable hit comes
It is like the air has been sucked
Straight from your lungs

So I am sorry
That I have disappointed you not once
But twice on the same subject
And though I never wish my life
Was any different

Some days
I wish you were just a few thousand
Miles
Closer

Mar 062015
 

Freaking stop. Stop posting your mistakes all over Facebook. Grow up and fix them like a mature adult. Stop whining. Stop complaining. Everyone’s got problems. Literally everyone on this entire planet makes mistakes. Instead of posting your obscure statuses about whatever you might have just screwed up or whoever you might have pissed off, get off the internet and work it out like every other freaking person. We get you want to be a special snowflake and you want people to feel bad for you, but there’s a limit and all I see scrolling down my news feed are these stupid statuses like “Oh I’m such a screw up” or “oops I made a mistake.” Congrats, do you want a pat on the back? An ice cream cone maybe? Someone to hug you and tell you everything is going to be okay? Too bad. Why don’t we act our age? If you screw something up, own up to it, talk it out, then move on. If you make someone mad, so what? Shit happens dude. Get over it. Stop shoving your whiney insecurities onto other people. Facebook is not your diary.