i am so fucking mainstream.

not even ironically.

phrasing

it is so important.

almost every time i have a conversation with my dad i end up feeling like shit. i know this is not what he intends to do because he obviously wants the best for his oldest son but, every single time we speak all he seems to be able to do is criticize every aspect of my life and make me feel like i have never made a smart choice in my entire life.

this is where phrasing is important. he means well, his words just strike my being with such force that i no longer have a will to do the things that would make him feel better about my life [and no, that is not a type-o]. I want to make my parents proud, i just can’t seem to find the balance between what they want for me, and what i want for myself; the latter being the dominant.

after taking some of his advise despite my doubts, my father said, “you’ll see, once the difference becomes clear between the lifestyle that you have been living and the lifestyle that you deserve you will think ‘why didn’t i do this sooner?’” I realized that this is what he’s been trying to say so many a painful conversation, and phrasing was the only different thing.

maybe fathers really do need emotional translators. 

two tiny dogs

holy shit.

avril lavigne is one pretty girl.

i have to wonder how such poop... just poop, can come out of a mouth like that.

i mean, straight up, poop.

if you're wondering yourself, maybe you can figure it out here.

if that music video reflects anything at all, at all, from the new movie i will be very sour for at least 30 minutes.

seriously.

also, the oscars sucked.

apparently some things are better left unsaid.

all that on the previous post

won't happen.

i need to be a better person