"I’ll make you smile for the simple fact I’m good at it. I’ll make you smile just so I can sit and look at it."
Who wants to go to some really dangerous, fucked up places? I want to travel and see shit that I don’t see here. I want to see struggle. Is that strange? It’s not just places that are dangerous I want to go to, but places that will make for personal growth and to have stories to tell my children and grandchildren one day.
If my kids are ever scared to sleep by themselves, I’ll post a teddy bear security perimeter around their beds, with a superhero mortar crew by the door. Sniper/spotter team on their dresser, providing overwatch.
Sleep tight, little ones.
It’s like he borrowed my brain to write this. I’ve never been so absolutely in sync with a song.
You Say, by Brother Ali
As much as I love this song, it’s fucking painful to listen to it. I’m in a position where this song describes my feelings in a very calm manor. I listened to it on repeat for a good hour last night.
From the deep shade of the verandah we see the whole thing. A pair of Peacekeepers dragging the old man who whistled to the top of the steps. Forcing him to his knees before the crowd. And putting a bullet through his head.
its horrifying isn’t it?
while millions of people do not understand this scene represents a totalitarian regime in which a government would censor and execute those who defies it.
I saw this on Friday night and my friend and I both teared up at this part. None of the people that we were with did and they just kind of looked at us like we were fucking nuts. They didn’t fucking understand why and it’s heartbreaking that they don’t.