It’s Austin’s birthday.0 notes
Father-daughter bonding: My dad used to take me to his AA and NA meetings, lol.2 notes
We do not tell him that the truth
is just the future, that he’s born
to die, and the love of the lovely
he has been telling everyone we know
that he is in love with his new girlfriend
& i have never heard it with my own ears
but, i swear, he sounds like he means it.
& i’m trying to be less of a liar these days
so yes, if you must know, i’m jealous
jealous that the best we could do with our romance
was drag it out back to be shot.
it must’ve been a mercy kill, but i don’t know.
you’d think i would cause i was the one with the gun.
but i don’t know,
i looked the whimpering thing in the eye and shot.
and he is the jesus of ex-boyfriends
resurrected with a whole new religion
a much better mythology than I could’ve given him
and i am the old book.
only the story of what came before."
Miss u forever for some reason2 notes
mid-moving on and I almost
decided healing wasn’t worth it after all.
I almost pulled that small war out of the drain
I washed it down
just so I could have something
to fight for again.
It doesn’t work like that.
You can’t become brave just to decide
you weren’t made for it.
Because what else were you made for?
You loved someone until you weren’t
a coward anymore
and you never learned how to stop.
You danced at the wrong parties
and kissed mouths that couldn’t swallow
down your Friday night blues the right way.
You told forgiveness you were sorry,
and it never bothered calling back.
Maybe we were all made for more than this.
Maybe there’s still time to change the punchline
until it turns into one that won’t knock us down.
You’re nodding your head,
but you’re not changing your mind
the way you should be.
Here’s to a revolution.
May we be brave enough for it.
May it be ready for us."
Oh, when you love it."