My hamster died the other day. It got me thinking. Life is like a fire hydrant. Life just keeps spurting liquids at you, but it won’t always save you. In that way, life is also like a vase. Precious, yet holds no real value. AND IT CAN SHATTER. JUST LIKE THAT. JUST LIKE HAM HAM. SHATTERED. I want to do something with myself. Maybe text my friends back, but more than that, explore. I want to explore the Nicaraguan deserts. Let the sand run through my clammy fingers. Like the sands of time seem to be doing. I need a companion. Someone to listen to me. Like Ham Ham did. However, I don’t think that this could ever happen.
It’s just hard.
Anonymous asked: How's it poppin?
I do not comprehend this question… it just makes NO SENSE.
Anonymous asked: How's your life? Who's in it? What is your opinion on love?
Do you like that picture? I took it myself! I like how the sun looks through the trees. But yeah, love is good.