#j eez

holy shit, that’s… incredible? i mean, gosh, my entire goal on this blog is to make people happy, but to actually hear you say that kind of blows my mind. let me just. uh. save this ask forever. mkay.

cant lick dick

tricky dick 

the fact that a bunch of people decided those were a Good Idea

It is easiest to miss those lost on those late night and those early morning stretches of time where your only company is th rattling of the air conditioning vent and the sounds of traffic below and the moonlight streaming in through the slits in the blinds. Laying there staring at the dark spot on the ceiling it’s easy for the mind to wander, to stretch too far and remember the things you want to forget. And there will be a sudden heaviness in you that will sink you further into the matress in hopes that it will swallow you up before the pain becomes too much to bare. this is the easy part.

the hard part is missing at noon. when you have no one to call to ask how the recipe is supposed to be made, all you have is a vague recipe, scribbled notes and the internet to help you. where you stand in the middle of you kitchen, the dishes piled up and the wet spot on the floor seeping into you socks.

or when you are walking down the street and you friend is talking to you non the wiser that your heart just seized. Where the crowds jostle you into her and you keep walking, both trying to pay attention to what she has to say and fending off the impending feeling of how alone she left you.

Or when you’re halfway through dinner and you feel the urge to call her. Talk to her like daughters do with their mothers. Ask her for the advice you were never brace enough to ask for but now you want so desperately. How you ache for the picture perfect mother daughter relationship of calling for relationship advice and life advice and advice on taxes and how to cook the shrimp you have sitting in the freezer.