Set Me On Fire

This is where I share what I can, and lie about the rest. Writings, rantings, and what every you like.

humansofnewyork:

BREAKING: Young entrepreneurs discovered on Lefferts Place, between Classon and Grand. By employing aggressively low price points, these titans of industry have competitively positioned themselves in the nail painting industry. However, “customers aren’t coming,” most likely due to the flagging economy and unrest in Eastern Europe. However, there is still time for things to turn around. The business will remain open until 6 PM, “if it’s OK with Grandma.”

humansofnewyork:

BREAKING: Young entrepreneurs discovered on Lefferts Place, between Classon and Grand. By employing aggressively low price points, these titans of industry have competitively positioned themselves in the nail painting industry. However, “customers aren’t coming,” most likely due to the flagging economy and unrest in Eastern Europe. However, there is still time for things to turn around. The business will remain open until 6 PM, “if it’s OK with Grandma.”

(Source: marathonboy, via shalomyall)

There are few this more perfect than a mud drenched Trent Reznor whaling through screeching guitars and synthesizers about miserable relationships and deceit. 

I’m coming up only to hold you under, and coming up only to show you’re wrong. 

Left out and lonely. Lonesome and ugly. 

Full on rage mode. 

Full on rage mode. 

In a Dr.Cox kind of rage mode.

In a Dr.Cox kind of rage mode.

Today I can see the clouds rolling in. They’re thick and obscure the sun. The horizon is indecipherable from the grey that is so common with this season.  My mood is indecipherable from they grey of the season.  
Lights strung around windows, gutters, and bare trees are glimmering at me. Inviting me in to smile, but I must decline. I feel nothing but distress and the impending topple of things around me. 
I want nothing more than decorate my Christmas tree with a smile. Instead I feel incapable of any Christmas-y joy. I feel cheated and angry. Why am I punished. 
Clarence Darrow said; “The most human thing we do is comfort the afflicted, and afflict the comfortable.” I do everything I can to afflict none, yet I am never comfortable. 
A very accurate response. To a very accurate post by my best friend.  Life.

A very accurate response. To a very accurate post by my best friend.  Life.

You will never be as happy as some one in a soda commercial.
You will never be as adventurous as the woman Tampax suggests you will be
You will never feel the satisfaction of parenting as one has had in a Cheerio add.

Buy as you may, you will never obtain the life they are selling.