viddy well, little brother.

I cannot believe in a God who wants to be praised all the time.

It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you miss.

There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him, so I buried them, and let them hurt me.

Walk tall, kick ass… love music, and never forget you come from a long line of truth seekers, lovers, and warriors.

It’s a great thing when you realize you still have the ability to surprise yourself. Makes you wonder what else you can do that you’ve forgotten about.

Life isn’t happily ever after and golden sunsets and shit like that. It’s work. The person you love is rarely worthy of how big your love is. Because no one is worthy of that and maybe no one deserves the burden of it, either. You’ll be let down. You’ll be disappointed and have your trust broken and have a lot of real sucky days. You lose more than you win. You hate the person you love as much as you love him. But, shit, you roll up your sleeves and work - at everything -because that’s what growing older is.

There is no reason to feel bad
But there are many seasons to feel glad, sad, mad
It’s just a bunch of feelings that we have to hold
But I am here to help you with the load.

Don’t be jealous of anyone. I guarantee you, if everyone walked into a room, and dumped their problems onto the floor, when they saw what everyone else’s problems were, they’d be scrambling to get their own problems back before someone else got to them first.

There is a voice inside of you
That whispers all day long,
“I feel that this is right for me,
I know that this is wrong.”
No teacher, preacher, parent, friend
or wise man can decide
What’s right for you— just listen to
The voice that speaks inside.

What if we could overcome,
Insecurity for love?
Fear for empathy?
Education in place of push and shove?

I took the stars from my eyes, and then I made a map. And knew that somehow I could find my way back. Then I heard your heart beating; you were in the darkness too. So I stayed in the darkness with you.

The idea that I can’t share my problems with other people makes me not give a shit about their problems.