better with time

no one

has any idea how you feel

not me

that’s for sure

not them

that’s more than sure

and you’ll never believe

it gets better with time

til each passing minute carries away a worry

and each day closes the wound on your heart

til the scar fades from red

to pink

to gone

until only you remember

and only when you want to

that it happened.

and then

when you look at your invisible scar

you’ll realize

it got better with time

again

the big kids all sigh

and say

“i wish i was little again”

but i just shake my head

and say

“not me.”

because now is hard

and next may be harder

but the one thing i know for sure

is that the past is gone

and time heals

those struggles that are over

and you couldn’t pay me

all the money you have

all the gold you can imagine

or all the diamonds in the world

to go through it all again

quick reminder to all my tricky ladies out there on this lovely april 1st that no one thinks you’re pregnant or funny

looks str8 outta an old national geographic and i love it

im crazy about being wild

sometimes im deep as shit n then other times im like ‘selling myself in exchange for mozzarella sticks lmk if ur interested’

searching

i’m searching for that peace

the peace of the rain

as each drop slips from leaf to leaf

and soaks into the earth

the peace of the mist

from an ocean wave on the rocks

as it drifts off into the breeze

the peace of the last leaf

to fall from the autumn tree

as it carelessly drifts to its resting place

the snow on a crisp silent night

the dandelion that sets its wishes free

the sigh of the old tree rooted deep and strong

the peace of a thousand stars watching

wishing their peace on me

whenever i lose followers im like literally ive been posting the same shit for approx 2 years did the most recent tree offend you

if i could make my blog into wallpaper id be the happiest loser alive

it is my birthday

today in music humanities the professor told us to bring in a song we considered a masterpeice

and some kid in my class played circle of life

like ok you win you bastard

hes all up in my george foreman

for lent im giving up love sorry to my many admirers

my new icon, me at formal with pup looking ratchet