The hours precede us,

Vanish before tensed eyes,

Faded paths,

Moments squandered,

We all fall down.

Taken by poison, 

Daggered to death,

Souls catching on loose nails in the floorboards,

A brutal battle fought and lost,

By all. 

And so we sleep,

Weep away the joy,

Weep away the loss,

Only to wake again,

To do it once more. 

The endless circle,

Where no one wins,

And time evades us.

Why does everything fall on me? I feel like fucking shit for stuff today and have no idea what to do to make it different for the future. All I know is that it cannot happen again. I’ll lose my job and I’ll lose the last threads of ability for anything I need to do myself. 

I never meant to lash out or cause shit. Sometimes I feel so alone. I can’t be honest with my parents or anyone with how life is on a day to day basis. I have a love-hate relationship with life these days. I’ve learned so much about “me” through a mix of isolation and freedom from those I’ve known my whole life. I’m getting to the point of figuring out things that I want though and I have no means or possible sight to get me there. I work 30-ish hours a week at close to minimum wage and haven’t yet been able to afford my monthly bills. I realise that I can’t work for someone else as I put in way too many hours that are not possible to gauge for pay, yet I can’t have the freedom I need in my life if it was something of my own. 

I’m in a hole looking out at the world as swiftly passes by. Others benefit from my actions and effort, but I feel an extreme lack self-fulfillment and enjoyment of life. I need my freedom back. I need to catch a break. I need to put everything I’ve got.

Yoda obsessed, my wife has become! 

Re-purposed an old light bulb and double cupped Tim Horton’s coffee cup, I did. 

berlinfarmlab:

Shaping traditional oral knowledge is a series of shelves that will keep your veggies fresh naturally, without consuming electricity. Really, how did the people do it back in the day when there was no fridge?

have a look at the blog for more tips!

Really cool idea!

nevver:

A perfect day for bananafish

Reblogging for the comment especially!

themanwhosteppedintoyesterday:

I’ve got 99 problems and they’re all concerts I can’t go to.

Forever reblog.

Instead of recycling some of the boxes at the candy store I decided to re-purpose them into useful boxes! :)

The sea chatters,
Mumbled thoughts that cross your mind.
And you listen,
Blank stares to the deep.
Wind shares the waves,
By a bone-chilling breeze.
People gather ‘round,
Making the time tick.
The world continues spinning,
Yet you’re cemented by your feet.
Dragging your body,
No remorse to be had.
Docked ships will sail,
Grow old, and sink.
Branches will grow through you,
Wise but long forgotten.
Crumbling shores of silent erasure,
The disintegration of your mind.