"Forever Dreamer"

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Male, twenty-something. This blog is mostly about my writings, random ones most of the time. I love the stars, the moon and the ocean. users online


Of wishing and things that don’t make sense

alemaho:

Day by day I feel haunted
By all those things I’ve ever wanted
Freedom, peace, love, you.
If only wishes would come true.
I’d blow million candles
Hiked the world in search of shooting stars
Throw my change in all the fountains in sight
Wait for the eleven-eleven every night.
I would do that and more
Just to have you again
Or at the very least
To numb away the pain.

— 3 days ago with 2 notes
Pokémon Platinum Appreciation Post

(Source: blackthorngym, via ssylveons)

— 1 week ago with 9899 notes
Of midnight coffees and broken dreams

alemaho:

"Just do it,"
My mind kept pushing
So I drove away
With a pauper direction
And an open mind.
There’s something about
The story of a stranger
Or maybe just
The way they smile.
Their eyes who can’t give in
To the lies
Eventually unveiling their struggle.
And as you listen
And take a sip of your coffee
You realize not everything
Not everyone is as they seem.
We are all complex
Made of broken pieces and broken dreams.

— 1 week ago with 2 notes
Of twenty-one birthdays and still no late night conversations

alemaho:

I feel numb and blue,
Even on my birthdays
I still make it about you.
There was no call,
You didn’t text
I’m left as always
Wondering what comes next.
It’s like you’re eating pizza
And blowing candles
And for a moment
Everything seems like it can be handled.
But then at night
You crawl to bed
And ask yourself if you’ll make it by.
Today I turned twenty-one
Yet I couldn’t feel any deader on the inside.

— 1 week ago with 6 notes

friendilyreminder:

squidwardsboldandbrash:

friendilyreminder:

squidwardsboldandbrash:

friendilyreminder:

(◡‿◡✿) Friendly reminder that no person is worthless

everything you do has worth

you are not garbage (◕‿◕✿)

you do not belong in the trash (◕‿◕✿)

unless of course you are Squidward’s painting Bold And Brash

what a pretentious pile of shit (◡‿◡✿)

):

(◕‿◕✿) i meant what i said

):<

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But Bold and Brash tho.

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— 2 weeks ago with 7885 notes

gryfindortower:

fizzy-fozzy:

omgbestusernameever:

allyouneedislove-andacat:

sherlielocks:

jotunss:

unnnie:

captaintimber:

fayalice:

dawnoakley:

from zero to internet explorer how ignored do you feel

white pencil crayon.

Terms and Conditions.

Warning label on cookie dough packages. 

“You must be 18 or older” webpage warnings

myspace

crocs

First piece of bread in a loaf.

Will Smith’s second son

Wait he has a second son?

imagethis is what comes up when you google will smith’s children

HAHAHA

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— 2 weeks ago with 471818 notes
gildatheplant:

pomme-poire-peche:

useyourwordsasher:

cmtothemc:

theancientcistern:

omegaqueer:

thatlupa:

All it does is show me you have a superiority complex and deep rooted classist tendencies. I’ve been a waitress, a barista and a sales associate, so your talking down to others just tells me at one point you would’ve talked down to me. This guy in the queue tried to buy me a coffee today, after ripping into the guy behind the counter about his skills and his job. Don’t care what people do for a living, if you don’t treat ‘em like (very important) people when you deal with them, we can’t be friends.

"A person who is nice to you but cruel to the waiter isn’t a nice person."

I don’t understand how people don’t get this

It is terrifying. It means if you don’t adhere to their demands or if you make on little mistake, they can turn on you. I don’t deal with people who are nasty to others.

Fucking *this*.
http://notalwaysright.com/tip-of-the-entree-iceberg/27669



(It is a busy Saturday night. During the dinner rush, I have been dealing with a table of two 20-something year old men. The blonde one has found something to complain about every time I’ve walked by while the brown-haired one just blushes and stays quiet. They’ve finished their meal.)
Blonde Man: “Are you new here?”
Me: “No, sir. I’ve been a waitress here for two years and three years at [other restaurant] prior.”
Blonde Man: “Then you have no excuse for how terrible this service was. The salad was wilty, and the entree was way too cold, and you were nowhere to be found. Plus, this place is far too noisy; I could barely hear myself speak! Honestly, I get better service at a fast food place.”
Me: “I’m sorry you feel that way. While there isn’t much I can do about the noise, I did offer to bring you different food before, but you said no.”
Blonde Man: *waves me off* “Just bring me the check, and try not to be so slow about it for once.”
(I go and get the check, but when I return, the brown-haired man stands up and hands me a $20 bill.)
Brown-haired Man: “Here, this is your tip. He wasn’t going to give you one. As a former waiter myself, I thought you were doing a perfectly fine job. My food was great, and the service was fast even though you’re so busy right now.”
(He turns to his blonde companion.)
Brown-haired Man: “People like you made my job so much worse, especially for making us work that much harder for no tip. So thanks for the meal, but you can go ahead and delete my number because there will be no second date. And by the way,potjevleesch is supposed to be served cold, you idiot.”
(With that, he left the restaurant without his date. It made the whole night worth it, to see that blonde man speechless for once.)



Brown-haired Man is my hero.


It got better.

gildatheplant:

pomme-poire-peche:

useyourwordsasher:

cmtothemc:

theancientcistern:

omegaqueer:

thatlupa:

All it does is show me you have a superiority complex and deep rooted classist tendencies. I’ve been a waitress, a barista and a sales associate, so your talking down to others just tells me at one point you would’ve talked down to me. This guy in the queue tried to buy me a coffee today, after ripping into the guy behind the counter about his skills and his job. Don’t care what people do for a living, if you don’t treat ‘em like (very important) people when you deal with them, we can’t be friends.

"A person who is nice to you but cruel to the waiter isn’t a nice person."

I don’t understand how people don’t get this

It is terrifying. It means if you don’t adhere to their demands or if you make on little mistake, they can turn on you. I don’t deal with people who are nasty to others.

Fucking *this*.

http://notalwaysright.com/tip-of-the-entree-iceberg/27669

(It is a busy Saturday night. During the dinner rush, I have been dealing with a table of two 20-something year old men. The blonde one has found something to complain about every time I’ve walked by while the brown-haired one just blushes and stays quiet. They’ve finished their meal.)

Blonde Man: “Are you new here?”

Me: “No, sir. I’ve been a waitress here for two years and three years at [other restaurant] prior.”

Blonde Man: “Then you have no excuse for how terrible this service was. The salad was wilty, and the entree was way too cold, and you were nowhere to be found. Plus, this place is far too noisy; I could barely hear myself speak! Honestly, I get better service at a fast food place.”

Me: “I’m sorry you feel that way. While there isn’t much I can do about the noise, I did offer to bring you different food before, but you said no.”

Blonde Man: *waves me off* “Just bring me the check, and try not to be so slow about it for once.”

(I go and get the check, but when I return, the brown-haired man stands up and hands me a $20 bill.)

Brown-haired Man: “Here, this is your tip. He wasn’t going to give you one. As a former waiter myself, I thought you were doing a perfectly fine job. My food was great, and the service was fast even though you’re so busy right now.”

(He turns to his blonde companion.)

Brown-haired Man: “People like you made my job so much worse, especially for making us work that much harder for no tip. So thanks for the meal, but you can go ahead and delete my number because there will be no second date. And by the way,potjevleesch is supposed to be served cold, you idiot.”

(With that, he left the restaurant without his date. It made the whole night worth it, to see that blonde man speechless for once.)

Brown-haired Man is my hero.

It got better.

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— 2 weeks ago with 98225 notes

leaveyouapen:

You don’t need permission to love.
You don’t need a yes or a no.
Love is air and it’s as easy
and natural as breathing.

So breathe.

something simple by leaveyouapen

— 2 weeks ago with 97 notes
Of stupid things and still doing them

alemaho:

I’m not a bad person
I might be wrong.
Of all the stupid things
I’ve ever done…
Like waking up
At 2:00 am
And lighting up
That last cigarette.
And what about screaming at the moon
Or wanting to be dead
Getting drunk
And high as fuck
Sexing the pain away.
But if I had to choose
The stupidest of them all
It’d be to keep holding on
Even though the free fall
Might just save me.

— 2 weeks ago with 3 notes