Tumblr?

I'm thinking about starting one. Why?
I don't know.

It took me a ridiculous amount of time to even choose a theme. My eyes welled up at the frustration of not even being able to make the smallest of decisions. One that doesn't even matter.
Which started negative self-talk of which I am still not above.
How can one so pathetic still be existing?

All I seem to know how to do is appreciate beauty.

How Much Monday Beer?

A Case of the Mondays

I don't have much to say today, except that
1) I like my boss,
2) I secretly painted my nails at work,
3) I have this urge for a few months now to write down my life. Uh, comprehensibly.
4) Pictures:

 Button-mashing time.

 Too late.

 I miss painting.

I love cats.

Okay.

Digital Ash In A Digital Urn

They invented LOVE all right
But they still can't make the right
Plastic or metal or whatever to hold it all in
So it just keep leaking (insert water sounds)
All over everything (insert everything)
Dripping and splashing/making music

Gives me an ear infection

Now my equilibrium's fucked
So I'm holding onto the railing all the way down
And I'm asking for your shoulder on the way up
If you help me when I'm frightened I'll help you when you're drunk
Promise you know nothing and you're someone I can trust
Neverminding hot DEATH on our heels

But never forgetting it either.