The Day in the Life

Hey You.

Standing by the wall waiting for some one to call. 

its been ages. Since well, you know ….been here. 

This is you crude reminder of your teenage / early 20s angst you have ever felt. 

Now you write this as a 27 year old. Wondering where the fuck it all went wrong. 

Where all the fucking time in the world has gone. 

YOUR 27 NOW 3 MORE YEARS TO 30 and God only knows how many to death. You said you went scared a long time ago. Now looking at any old person reminds you harshly that one day you sir are going to die. 

……Fuck 

Together we stand divided we fall.

PS Hopefully once I get my shit together I can write some positive shit. 

Robert “Johnson” Vasquez.

11/9/18

Shout out to the people

Who made me who I am

Just got home from work.

I went in at nine am yesterday and I just got home 4:30 am Today. I go back in at 9:30 am my body is not ready.

It’s not even tax season. :(

But on the forreal hi tumblr. Where 89% of the people disappeared.

I find my self coming here often….

You are in my dreams

Long before we know ourselves,
Our paths are already set in stone.
Some may never figure out their purpose in life,
And some will.
There are a lot of us who are caught up in this hell we all live in,
Content with being blinded by rules and judgment.
We live in a world where it’s more okay to follow than to lead.
In this world being a leader is trouble for the system we are all accustomed to.
Being a leader in this day and age is being a threat.
Not many people stood up against the system we all call life,
But toward the end of our first ten years into the millennium we heard a voice.
A voice who was speaking to us from the underground for some time.
A voice who spoke of vulnerabilities and other human emotions and issues never before heard so vividly and honest.
This is the story of a young man who not only believed in himself,
But his dreams too.

nsfwgpoy:

those nerds in high school who ran like this

(Source: gayweeb, via forestmurmurs)