Launch forth into the deep.

Monday, January 23, 2012

We meet again, Restless Night

Friday, December 2, 2011

I am a horrible advice giver.

My advice usually falls along the lines of:




In fact, most of the time, it’s me telling people that it’s their fault they’re in the hole that they find themselves in.

Yes it’ll hurt to hear what I have to say sometimes.

Here’s the deal.  I care for my friends I really do.  That’s why I can’t bear to watch them deflect and avoid issues and take a generally passive stance on any adversity that falls their way. y I believe that you have the power to pick yourself up.

If that means I tell you what a coward you are for running away from your problems, or tell you how big of a moron you are for acting self-destructive.  I’ll do it.  I won’t lie.  It breaks my heart to see people suffering, and if I think you can do something about it, I’ll tell you about it with no delicacy because you don’t need friends who watch what they say just because you’re on the brink.  You need friends to yank you back even if it means ripping out a few hairs.

I’ve been neck deep in shit.  Your friends have too.  So has your family.  Your boss, your nephew, your daughter, the person who sits next to you in lecture.  Show me someone with a perfect life and I’ll rip out their heart and show you it’s made of bullshit.

The important issue is, we’ve all picked ourselves up.  Some may say it’s because their friend was their to pick up the pieces but they’re just being humble.  They got better because they were the ones who made the decisions.  They picked up their own pieces of shattered reality.  They glued it back together.  The friends were just there to cheer them on as they work.

I am NOT saying you’re on your own.  You may not have as awesome as a girlfriend as I do =D… but you have someone (trust me).  But I am saying it’s up to you whether you want to stay down or not.

It sure as hell isn’t my job to fix you.

That responsibility is yours alone.

But I’m going to be the best damn cheerleader I can be.

A ruthless, chainsaw toting, dragonborn cheerleader.

Yeah I’m a horrible advice giver but hey…

My job

Edit: I’ve been watching My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic and it’s just.. magical.

Rainbow Dash all the way!

Saturday, November 26, 2011




This makes me the happiest. 

This is the cutest ever. I just died.

No, really, it’s the best.

I don’t usually reblog.  But this…This is love.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

In the event this new law passes

I would just like to say “Damn this government we have no choice but to put our faith in.” Obama promised “Change”  All I see is the same bullshit on different days.

That’s pretty much what I wanted to say while I’m still allowed to say it.

Thursday, November 10, 2011


Monday, October 17, 2011

Maybe its time….?

"It’s Clamydia." said the doctor. 


Maybe its time….?

"It’s Clamydia." said the doctor. 

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Monday, October 3, 2011
Rather legitimate I’d say wouldn’t you think gunva?

Rather legitimate I’d say wouldn’t you think gunva?

Monday, September 26, 2011

Unable to pass out.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Sometimes I do feel like giving up.  But I’ll find a way.

Sunday, September 18, 2011
Story of my life

Edit: minus the facial hair.  I’m asian.

Story of my life

Edit: minus the facial hair.  I’m asian.

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