Never-Ending Anger

I'm Adam. The only things that matter to me are Family/Friends/Music/UFC. I love to chat and meet new people. Follow for a follow I guess, ha.



starting today all blogs without the following image will be deleted within 24 hours


i’m not even afraid of deletion. i just want this image on my blog

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This is what my husband and I purchased at the grocery store the other day.

We don’t have kids.

We are adults. We pay bills.
And drink water from a whale.

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I’m always too optimistic for my own good. I need an answer or I’m going to lose my fucking mind.

"To be or not to be."

I always seem to struggle with who I am and who I want to be. I want to be hard and much colder so I don’t get so tied to things emotionally. On the I there hand I love to love and just making others happy, but when that’s taken away from me I wish I never had it in the first place. Feeling sad sucks.

I miss you.

I can’t get you out of my head lately. I’ll be doing fine and then something will remind me of you. I don’t want to forget you, but I want to forget what was because that’s not what is anymore. I just wish I knew what could make you leave so easily.

If I’m comfortable with you, I’ll:



  • call you names
  • tell you weird and personal details about myself
  • say “I NEED TO PEE” instead of just brb
  • type in caps a lot.

If i’m extra comfortable with you I’ll do all that and:

  • talk casually about porn and really perverted thoughts 
  • share funny photos from my tumblr dash
  • actually tell you when i’m upset 
  • try to make conversation with you 
  • just generally act really silly when I’m in a good mood
  • tell you jokes even if they’re bad 

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I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately. Lots of random thought, but they all lead to one general topic. And that’s loneliness. Obviously no one wants to be alone, but sometimes it’s just inevitable. Or sometimes it’s necessary. I mean I can’t be think only one that thinks from time to time that they are “meant to be alone” just because things aren’t going well in the “love” department. But sometimes I really do feel like I shouldn’t try to get to know someone. I’ve got a nasty habit of pushing people away. Like I don’t know how to stop myself. I’m just dumb I guess. But really the overall point of this is to make a choice. Do I put myself out there and try to be with someone or do I just suffer with the loneliness so I can’t hurt anyone?



He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.

The only creatures that are evolved enough to convey pure love are dogs and infants.

This is my favorite thing in the world

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