Goodbyes are not things I like to hear. I’d rather you say “See you soon” or “Speak to you later.” A goodbye seems so final, like someone closing the coffin on someone’s dead body, whispering a last farewell. I don’t like goodbyes. Byes are usually never good anyways. Especially not for someone like me who misses people easily. Ohgod, there I go rambling away. (/rubs his forehead)

anonymous said:

Did you change your user name? Who were you before?

A long time ago I was jrambles but I changed it to match my twitter username gimpnelly so it was easier for people to find.

If one were to tell you a day is merely a short period of time,

Would be a liar.

If they insisted that twenty-four hours is not lengthy,

They have not lived.

They have not taken a day to fall in love,

Nor taken a day to fall out of love.

They have not seen their lover die,

Only to watch them live once again.

They have not seen the beauty of sunrise,

Which always entails sunset.

They have not seen the moon wash away our dreams,

Or the stars that twinkle in the night sky.

They have not seen a day riddled with wonders,

A day full of joy, sorrow and emptiness all in one.

In twenty-four hours, one can take a liar,

And teach them how to live.

It’s almost four in the morning and I promised myself I was be in bed by twelve am, so I’m off to bed! I’ll try to get the two opinions in my inbox done before I leave tomorrow afternoon. If you need anything feel free to message me, goodnight/morning/evening/afternoon!