Tattoo of Leviticus 18:22 forbidding homosexuality: $200
Not knowing that Leviticus 19:28 forbids tattoos: Priceless*slow clap*
This speaks to male homosexuality…does it also promote female homosexuality, rather than forbid it? Read it again and tell me if you agree.
I don’t know what is in store for me and I don’t know what’s in store for you, but I know that you and I will stay together. I sincerely believe that no matter how much we don’t like each other, we will always love each other. And that’s what I love about us. The fact that we disagree on how to make pancakes and the “proper” way to spend our time, but we always come home to each other and keep on loving. And loving and loving some more. I love that you get so excited about everything and that you truly care about so many things. You taught me how to open my heart and accept things just the way they are because damn it, Amy, you can’t change everything. You taught me patience and compassion and love at a level I never imagined possible. I only hope I can do the same for you someday. I love you, Christopher.
Now I know that I’m not
All that you got
I guess that I, I just thought
Maybe we could find new ways to fall apart
But our friends are back
So let’s raise a cup
‘Cause I found someone to carry me home
Tonight
We are young
So let’s set the world on fire
We can burn brighter than the sun
Do you like when
I’m leaning, leaning into you?
Close your eyes,
Baby, breathe in,
Breathe in my perfume.
Dim the lights, take it slow,
Like a dream come true.
‘Cause tonight I’mma show you,
Show you what to do.
Life
goes so fast, and it seems that everyone but me is keeping up with it. Some days I can barely breathe I’m going so fast, and others each minute feels like an hour.
My greatest fear is being left behind, and I didn’t know it until now, but there it is, Tumblr. For all of you. And especially for you, Christopher.
You all have so much life to live, and I know I do too; I just can’t see where I’m going right now. I wish I could make decisions based on what I want, but what I want isn’t generally accepted anymore. Not as a right-out-of-college thing.
You’re supposed to get a job first. Then build a family. Well, at this point, I don’t know if I even want a job.
I just know I want a family. A real one, that loves you no matter what you do. And even that seems impossible.
Finals.
The one week of the year where you try to get shit done but it just… doesn’t seem to happen.
And this is why people get stressed out.
I haven’t posted very much recently.
It’s mostly because I’ve been trying to get my thoughts clear enough to put them down.
But it’s also because the things I want to post about generally aren’t happy things, and I haven’t wanted to think about them.
Christopher is graduating in two and a half weeks. Although I’m almost sure we’ll stay together, I can’t help but think that the wonder that’s been the past seven months will change. And I don’t like change. Change of this kind is overwhelming and makes me very, very nervous.
I put his senior portrait in a frame the other day, so I could have it when he is gone next year, and a few tears leaked out.
