Last night I had a really involved dream with my grandma and grandpa in it and it was just so nice. We were driving and my grandpa was taking my grandma and I to see my parents. My grandma doesn’t drive, and neither do I. Somewhere along the ride my grandpa said he was tired and didn’t want to drive any more and disappeared with the car in cruise control. I eventually had to drive but like…his car was really hard to drive. He came back and was like its ok I’ve got it, I just needed a little rest. I like that when I dream about my grandma my grandpa is with her now. It’s just such a good, sad feeling. Like I got to visit with them on my birthday and I don’t even care, but I really believe that this is how they get to talk to me now. I know that no one gives a flying fuck about other peoples dreams but this was just sitting in me all morning and I wanted to write it out.
Why didn’t anyone tell me about her sooner?
Hi I’m 30 now. And I wear this dress like every day now. Cool life bro.
Tupac holding his middle finger high after being shot.
One of the dopest photo’s i ever seen.
the realest. RIP.
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Jenny Holzer
You are tired,
(I think)
Of the always puzzle of living and doing;
And so am I.
Come with me, then,
And we’ll leave it far and far away—
(Only you and I, understand!)
You have played,
(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a little tired now;
Tired of things that break, and—
Just tired.
So am I.
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would get rid of at least one dresser in order to have a hammock in my room at all times.
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Jenny Holzer - Living (1980-82)
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