Sometimes things are so confusing and all you want is for everything to go back to normal but you realize you weren’t living in reality because you didn’t know the truth … But now you know the truth and living in anything other than reality will only create more disaster , more heartbreak and more confusion . So you have to be an adult and make life altering decisions and deal with the consequences and maybe cry your eyes out and maybe feel sick to your stomach but eventually you will feel better and you will get better . As for the others it’s unsure . But at least you can save yourself.
Oatmeal with brown sugar & milk on a rainy day , I don’t wanna go to work .
Driving down the 73 my dad hauling ass me nervously looking at my phone because I don’t want to know how fast he’s actually going ocassionally I look over at him , his grey hair and sagging face he’s not the superman I once believed him to be he’s just a regular guy with problems of his own but in moments like these rare moments where I’m forced to look at my father I know I’ll cherish these forgettable times when he gives me a ride cause my car broke down, how he blasts Rock n roll at an uncomfortable noise but I don’t wanna tell him to turn it down , his constant cigarette smoke that lingers once I jump outta the car , his underlying anger that only comes out in spurts but scares me enough that I don’t like to rile him up. This is my dad with all my flaws , he’s not perfect but no one is . White truck hauling ass around that turn , weaving in and out of traffic and I don’t wanna look up, not now not ever . My dad is a force , he’s out of control but in control at the sane time . Maybe he still is superman tryin rescue me from the average joe