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my room at night. (I used the “willow” black and white filter. Pretty happy with how it came out.)
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my room at night. (I used the “willow” black and white filter. Pretty happy with how it came out.)
They love me for being honest
They love me for being myself
But the minute I mention Jesus
They want me to go to Hell
It’s hard to find the balance
When I don’t believe in one
When you mix art with business
You’re just shooting an empty gun
You’re just a songwriter, you ain’t a preacher
We came to mourn you, not to look in the mirror
Sing about those hard times, sing about those women
We love the broken, not the forgiven
These songs will only take me
As far as the people will go
If I can’t make them happy
Well then they won’t come to my shows
Maybe that’s what killed
All the great voices in the world
Always bleeding for every line
But no one was bleeding in return
You’re just a songwriter, you ain’t a preacher
We came to mourn you, not to look in the mirror
Sing about those hard times, sing about those women
We love the broken, not the forgiven
“The Forgiven,” by David Ramirez
This song is beautiful to me. I’ve never heard a song written from this perspective. I feel like it’s something genuinely new and significantly startling.
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can’t believe how quick this kid is growing up. he’s so smart, loving, and funny, and he brings people so much joy!
Rebranding Abercrombie & Fitch. The number one brand for the homeless.
(via belatedmedia)
i have a few close friends that struggle with depression. unfortunately i haven’t known how to be with them in the past. i know that contrived phrases and cliches don’t help - but what does help? i generally have just tried to be with them. in silence. with a hug. cry with them. i think this isn’t the worst way to try and help, but also probably not the best way.
anyway…i refuse to not do my best to be a good friend, so i try and read about different things that are a part of my friends lives. homosexuality, atheism, depression, and the list goes on. i’ll never fully understand all of them. but i have to at least try to understand some of them - right?
so i found this post the other day. it is perhaps one of the most accessible descriptions of depression i’ve found, because it provides a bit of levity throughout the process. you can read it here. do you have a friend that deals with depression? if you think you don’t, i bet you’re wrong. and if you do but they haven’t told you - what reason could they possibly have for not telling you?
i want to be a good friend.
you’re welcome for making you happy.
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happy mothers day to my favorite mexican, friend, roommate, and baby-mama.
{her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her. proverbs 31:28}