Ahhhh...life. The final frontier. These are the voyages of Matthew. To seekout new life and boldly go where no man has gone before. Course my mission is grounded...but someday I'll hopefully dream a little dream that has yet to be.
I am making a voyage now in life. I set sail in pursuit of something that I had lost long ago. But unfortunately it seems the vessel I have chosen buckles with every wave that strikes us in the gauls of life. The life jackets were dispensed for the second time...wasn't ready to flee but didnt wanna drown if the voyage ended abruptly. For now we are on deck observing the damage, life rafts haven't been lowered...but sharks can smell the looming disaster.
Is it worth risking losing it all? Of course....the prize is the ultimate goal of life. Happiness.
Here's to you, here's to me. Forever friends might we be. But should we disagree...fuck you and here is to me.
Gurls's here is a toast on the behalf of men. Heres to the men we love. Here is to the men who love us. Here is to the men we love who dont love us. Fuck the men...lets drink to us!
Here's to the perfect girl, I couldn't ask for more. She's deaf 'n dumb, oversexed, and owns a liquor store.
Here's to the bull that roams the woods.
That does the cows and heifers good.
If it were not for his long long rod.
There would be no beef by God!
Here's to me, and here's to you,
And here's to love and laughter-
I'll be true as long as you,
And not one moment after
I offered my honor. She honored my offer. And all through the night, I was on her and off her
Here's to those that matter. They don't mind. And here's to those that mind. They don't matter
Here's to the breezes that flow through the treeses. That blow the skirts above pretty boys kneeses. Which lead to the sights that sometimes pleases. But more often leads to social diseases
Ahhh...the music of my life. Edelweiss.
Matthew has many gifts. One massive flaw behind all the smiles and the joy is one of longing. One of trying....one flaw of second guessing.
Failures are easily defended against by my smile. My laughter covers the greatest secret I think to my soul. My happiness hinges upon being needed. Feeling wanted...feeling that the people around me, seek to have me around.
I think this has always been a cardinal aspect to my own undoing...any depression i find...is rooted in wishing that i could find a person who would do crazy things for me.
Brandon is an example of this....we dated 3 years. he left me...got on a bus and moved in with these two boys he had cheated on me with. 3 days went by and he said he wanted to come home....I drove 3 hours to get him...and 3 hours home. No one has ever driven 6 hours for me.
There may be a reason in my nature for that....but in my biased mind....I simply see it as me rising to the chances top show someone that they are important to me...and their failure to return to favor. Which ends...in each of us...looking for another.