We May Venture; We May Roam

Anonymous asked: High school mentality > happiness. Social standing is the most important thing in the world. Nice guys who are crazy about you < any scummer who can wield a guitar. You are an idiot.

Excuse me, who are you? I havent had a “high school” mentality in about three years. Social standing is NOT the most important thing to me at all, especially when it comes to high school, I honestly don’t try to impress ANYONE. And if you knew me, you’d fucking know that. But then, who the fuck are you? Whoever the hell you are, you are ignorant, and uninformed greatly in regards to who I know this is about. Sure, he was a nice guy, and I DID give him a chance. He felt strongly for me, and I tried with all of my might to feel strongly for him. And I didn’t come out and say this as bluntly as I will now, to spare his feelings, but if your heart doesnt go pitter-patter for someone, theres NOTHING you can do about it. I tried to feel passion. I fucking gave it what it was worth. Theres more to a relationship than “Oh he’s so nice to me.” He wanted to make all of the assumptions and explanations he could possibly think of. “She just likes guys who play guitar” or just completely go off the deep end. So fucking what I had a thing with a musician. I didn’t like him because of that, him and I had actual chemistry. Again, if you fucking knew me, you’d know that, and you’d see my actions reasonable. I go for people who create feelings within my heart, not because of their fucking social standing. Who fucking cares? I’m actually with someone right now and he doesnt play an instrument. That doesn’t determine anything. Again, its one of my ex’s assumptions to try to make sense of me breaking up with him, when it was really JUST that I don’t have feelings for him. He did make me happy, but the kind of happiness that a friend can give. He didn’t emit passion within me, and theres nothing that him or I couldve done about it. Sorry to be blunt, but apparently no one is getting it. Or letting it fucking go. I tried with that guy. But who are you? Obviously you care about him and youre sticking up for him, and I appreciate that. I love the kid too. But honestly, you don’t know a damn thing and you do not know me. So would you kindly go live your life, and I will live mine.

luckyshirt:

My whole weekend was worth it for this shot. I’ve always wanted to take a picture like this of the moon.

It rose in an inconvenient part of the sky, and nowhere near the city. And it was way too high by the time it was dark to get a good silhouette of anything in front of it. So all of the people parked on the same hill as me were grumbling about how all we could hope for was a clearly-shot moon in a sea of boring black. Which is what I got.

And I love it.