WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS AND WHY DO I KEEP SAYING IT?? MY MOM TOLD ME TO CLEAN MY ROOM TODAY AND I LOOKED HER STRAIGHT IN THE EYE AND SAID “BRUH” (via isnowfairy
(Source: isnowfairy, via muhleeahh)
I just don’t feel like myself anymore. There’s always this empty void. Just hate that we always had this family first thing and we always did everything as a family and now you’re gone it just feels so different. I miss being at home. I miss everything…… There’s not a second in the day where I don’t think about you. Everything just keeps replaying in my head all the memories. Everything. God…… Life is so hard without you, and I hate that all I have is your pictures to look at. I just want to hug you and kiss you. I’m sorry that I was such a bad son. I know it’s to late to change everything but you know I can’t help but to think if I just did this or that everything would’ve changed. Sigh. I honestly don’t know how I am staying together I literally have so many mental break downs it sucks, but you thought me to be strong. Sigh I love you dad please continue to look over me guide me into the right direction. Look after mom and the little brothers. I don’t know how you do it but thanks for being the best Dad a son can ever ask for. Rest in Paradise.
"She called me at 2 a.m., woke me up from a deep sleep because my Sherlock main theme ringtone interrupted my dream of a better life. When I answered the phone in a daze, I said hello half-awake and all I could hear was the sound of her losing her breath between deep sobs and sniffling. She didn’t say anything for 15 minutes. Just let the sound of her world shattering fill my ears. When she finally caught her words she said my name like it was the last thing she would ever be able to say. Before I could reply with worry, there was a knock at her front door and then the sound of it opening. She turned to her bedroom door to find me standing in the frame. Still half-asleep, still listening. She opened her mouth and the only thing that fell out was silence. I invited myself in her bed, took her body in my arms and her sobbing started again. This time it came in great waves. Waves big enough to pull the both of us under its current. I just lay there, letting her shake in my arms. I was still half-asleep but I was fully aware that she didn’t need the overwhelming silence of our 2 a.m. phone call to know that I was there for her. She needed me to be right beside her."
"My problem was that no one ever needed me as much as I needed them."
that friend that ask where the bitches at n when the bitches come thru he dead quiet
(Source: zublime, via meakmill)