This is just some tid-bits of my life with bacon here and there.

P.S. Zombies will be added as well

 

Anonymous asked
If you care about her that much, she is a fool for not giving you a chance. A beautiful fool, I'm sure, but a fool none the less.

Well, thank you, anon. I agree to an extent. I do not think she is a fool. I would want nothing more than to have her drop everything for and, for lack of a better term, “run away with me” but I don’t expect it. She is happy, as far as I can tell.

It starts (sorry guys)

I am plagued with random periods of depression. I don’t know whether or not it has anything to do with out of sync biorhythms or because I can’t envision myself doing anything of worth but it sucks.

Here’s something that I know is a contribution. I am madly in love. I know it sounds sappy but it’s true. I would literally do anything for this person. What’s the phrase? I’d go to Hell and back for her and yet I don’t believe that I will ever get a chance to experience “us.” I’ve missed the train and don’t think I’ll ever have a chance to catch up to it at the next station.

The thought makes me physically ill. When I see her and her boyfriend (pictures), I die a little inside. And I know that if you love someone you should want them to be happy and I do. I want her to be eternally happy but I want to be the one who does it. I want to be the one who watches her smile and laugh. I want to be there when she cries. I want to be there when no one else is.

Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don’t resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.

Lao Tzu (via breathemystardust)

(Source: misskacierose)

You’re not perfect sport, and let me save you the suspense, this girl you met, she isn’t perfect either. But the question is whether or not you’re perfect for each other

Good Will Hunting