I think this is a suiting way to start off my post now that I’m back on tumblr. SEE WHAT I DID THERE?! “Suiting” … get it … Iron Man’s suit … SUITING … oh whatever!
ANYWAY! I’m back and there are a few things I need to get off my chest:
1) Work sucks. I’m really starting to hate dealing with the constant stream of idiot tourists. Every day its the same shit over and over again.
2) My car is a piece of crap, however, I am working on it. It’s been having this problem with the car stalling and I’m going to replay the fuel pump on Monday and see if that helps. So we shall see.
3) My best friend moved away. Not extremely far but it’s not “I’ll be there in a few minutes” distance anymore. It’s not like I haven’t dealt with this before. Oscar moved like a bazillion times further away. But its different now, I had Rudy when Oscar left. I still have my other two best friends Edison and Jason … but they both live a decent distance in either direction too. It hasn’t been easy, and we haven’t talked much but I know he did it because he needed to do something. I just wish him the best. I guess that comes with the territory of growing up.
4) Iron Man foam costume is a go! More information coming soon …
P.S. THE AVENGERS WAS THE GREATEST MOVIE EVER!!!
This day started off perfect … but losing my license makes this the worst day ever and I mean that literally. I will spend the next 2 - 3 years struggling to fix things all because I lost my driver’s license,
Trying
So I need to vent and I don’t want to talk to anyone so here it goes:
I’m trying the hardest I can but it doesn’t seem to be helping. Especially now, knowing where you are. Knowing who’s there with you. There’s this pressure in my chest, it’s been there for a few days now. It gets worse whenever I think about the situation which is at least once every 2-4 minutes. I want to drive over there and do something drastic, make a scene, break something … like his face. I actually like that idea. But I won’t. I can’t, because that would get you in trouble. But I want to so bad. I need to do something. I’m just sitting here trying to ignore the hurt and failing miserably. I don’t see how this could possibly work. I want it too and I want to try. But every week I’m going to feel this way, day after day. Knowing that you’re there with him. Every time your phone goes off I’m going to wonder if that’s who I think it is. I don’t want to feel that way. You tell me to check your phone, FB, email … but what good is that? You’d delete anything you don’t want me to see and I’d just end up feeling like scum because I’m digging through your shit. But I love you. I can’t stop thinking about you. I want you back. One of my best friend is moving away because he needs a change. I didn’t agree at first but I understand how he feels. My other best friend (even though we don’t talk often) has already been gone for a while now. I got a job offer, to be a Store Manager in California. It’s not what I want to do with my life … but maybe I need that change. I have 2 months to decide. I don’t know. I just don’t know anymore.
Just because you can give up and move on so easily doesn’t mean they can. It’s taken me time and a lot of mistakes but I understand this now. When you take a piece of someone’s heart you can never give it back. That piece is separated forever. So when you discard it like nothing, it causes damage you can’t even begin to imagine, damage that stays with them forever. Some people take it well and move on, others (understandably) break down and find it harder and harder to get on with life. Those are the people who gave more than a piece, they gave you everything they had. Now they have nothing and don’t know what to do because you walked away with everything that they were.
I hate it when my friends hurt and I’m powerless to help them.
I can’t believe anything you say or do.
I want something like this on my arm and the Dark Mark on the other. Then I want the Ghostbusters logo on my left calf and the Dark Knight Joker symbol on my right calf and the Triforce on my upper back.
I really gotta finish Part 2 of my Leaf Green Nuzlocke -sigh-
(Source: gusto1.com, via gusnyc)
