The items practically sell themselves.
Life is terrifying, it’s moving fast and I’m still trying to hold on to the past. Needless to say it isn’t working all too well, god I wish it would. I still want to do so much but I’m afraid to go too far because of my dad being sock, I’m afraid if I move too far from home he’ll get worse and I won’t be able to do anything because I’ll be so far away. Also let’s face it I’m a mammas boy, definitely not ashamed of it, but honestly not sure if I could live too far from my mom. I want to be close to her because life isn’t forever and I want to spend as much time with her and my family as humanly possible. We don’t live forever unfortunately, and I love my family so damn much that it would kill me too lose any of them. Just thinking about it breaks my heart, I don’t know what I would do without all of them. That includes the extended family as well. I so badly want to move to North Carolina and volunteer more with an awesome non profit organization, I just don’t know that I can do it. I want to visit so many places but can’t afford it currently so I just pray I’ll be able to do all the things I want to and see all the places I want to before my time is up. I just feel like if I did have the time, money, availability to do such things I would have to go alone anyway. Everyone around me, family, friends are all growing up and starting their lives and I’m still here by myself. Don’t get me wrong being alone sometimes isn’t too bad but overall it sucks. My best friend is going to move out before too long and I’ll be lost, literally lost, she’s moving on and growing up, it will get to the point where we will barely see each other. I don’t want that, I’m not ready for that, I’m not ready for any of this and I just want to go back and stay there. Freeze time, just enjoy everything with the people I love. I guess if I were aloud to do that it wouldn’t be life so therefore I guess I should get the fuck over it all and just keep on moving, if not I’ll just get left behind and be a lonely miserable fuck. I just wish life was a bit easier for us, not that we’ve had it rough but we sure as hell haven’t had it easy. Growing up with a sick parent and going through what my family has, it’s awfully hard and tiring. Constantly worrying if when you get home your dad won’t be alive. Wondering if this will be the last time I say I love you, give you a hug, see your face. It’s awful and I don’t wish it upon anyone, has it taught me a lot about life? Yes it certainly has. My parents are the best parents i could ever ask for and to see them go through what we have, it sucks! I just wish life wasn’t so difficult. I see others lives and they mostly seem better than mine, but then I stop and I think. No I love everything and everyone in my life and I wouldn’t ask to change anything, I have learned so much and am who I am today because of everything we have endured. My phone is starting to slow down as I type so I guess this will be all for now.
why would you bake a guinea pig into a muffin you monster?!?
I’ve literally been laughing at this for the past five minutes