So Maggie wrote this poem last night using words from her spelling list. She turned 10 last July.

I cannot groan,

Or my voice will turn faint.

The ghost of my past,

Shows me visions of playing,

On the coast of Spain.

Charcoal,

My past is burnt.

Painting,

My past is a mixture of darkness and sorrow.

Flaming arrows fly through the air.

I remember bowling with my father,

Preparing a feast with my mother,

The appeal of praise

Running through the wheat field

Running so fast I could not hear anything,

Not even speech.

Now I crease the picture,

The only memory,

Of my past.

She’s going to surpass me in pretty much everything.

#writtenword #maggie

I wouldn’t mind if today was Friday and I had two billion dollars.

Today is stolen and I’s wedding anniversary.

It’s the first time in our 13 years of marriage that I didn’t get her something.

It’ll be the first time we didn’t celebrate.

This past July was 16 years that we’ve been together.

Life sucks.

#frankenstein #animatedGIFs #marriage #allislost

The morning after I killed myself.

I made myself breakfast in bed. I added salt and pepper to my eggs and used my toast for a cheese and bacon sandwich. I squeezed a grapefruit into a juice glass. I scraped the ashes from the frying pan and rinsed the butter off the counter. I washed the dishes and folded the towels.

The morning after I killed myself, I fell in love. Not with the boy down the street or the middle school principal. Not with the everyday jogger or the grocer who always left the avocados out of the bag. I fell in love with my mother and the way she sat on the floor of my room holding each rock from my collection in her palms until they grew dark with sweat. I fell in love with my father down at the river as he placed my note into a bottle and sent it into the current. With my brother who once believed in unicorns but who now sat in his desk at school trying desperately to believe I still existed.

#writtenword

I’VE SPOTTED A HIPSTER. IN THE WILD.

RIGHT OUTSIDE WHERE I WORK.

#photos #hipsters

Good morning from the spider outsider, peeps!

#photos #spiders

#batman #comics

I shouldn’t do this because I’d be breaking a vow and will never be sleeping but… #coffee

#photos

https://twitter.com/thebananafacts

Bananas will never talk shit about you. Not because they don’t have mouths….but because they respect the choices you make.

#funnies #protip #foodies

Peeps, here’s your Monday lunch time jam.

Lucy’s underground
She’s got a mouth to feed
Am I underground
Or am I in between

Lucy’s underground
She’s got a mouth to feed
Am I underground
Or am I in too deep

Show me love
Who’s got your hand on the button of
Showin’ love
You’ve got your hand on the button of

Lucy’s underground
She’s never coming back
Am I still alive
Or has the light gone black

Take me underground
Take me all the way
And bring me to the fire
Throw me into the flames

So show me love
Who’s got your hand on the button of
Showin’ love
You’ve got your hand on the button of

I would rather die
I would rather die
Than to be with you

#musicvideos #phantogram