one year my dad got me a cool skull jacket with red lining and i loved it and wore it to school until i saw a freshman wear the same jacket and i literally never wore it to school again

2007 was wild

skittle-happy-matt:

my confessional before i die

I fixed all the text in Ribbons.

Now it reads smoothly without large spaces between sentences. 

Thank you again for all your support you guys :)

skittle-happy-matt:

It’s finished.
My new collection of poetry Ribbons is here. I’ve decided to end it tonight. I’ve been thinking and thinking about it, and after a year of writing, love, heartbreak, stress, anxiety, and personal growth, I’ve decided it’s time to end this new collection and treat it like a chapter of my life that’s come to a close. Now I can finally focus more wholeheartedly on other projects, poetry, novels, whatever comes my way. And I hope you all enjoy it.
Oh, and by the way, it’s FREE! Just click this link and read, and please let me know what you think. 
And thank you to everyone who’s stuck by me and supported what I write and all your kind words that you’ve thrown at my words. It really means a lot to me and I love you.

skittle-happy-matt:

It’s finished.

My new collection of poetry Ribbons is here. I’ve decided to end it tonight. I’ve been thinking and thinking about it, and after a year of writing, love, heartbreak, stress, anxiety, and personal growth, I’ve decided it’s time to end this new collection and treat it like a chapter of my life that’s come to a close. Now I can finally focus more wholeheartedly on other projects, poetry, novels, whatever comes my way. And I hope you all enjoy it.

Oh, and by the way, it’s FREE! Just click this link and read, and please let me know what you think

And thank you to everyone who’s stuck by me and supported what I write and all your kind words that you’ve thrown at my words. It really means a lot to me and I love you.

It’s finished.
My new collection of poetry Ribbons is here. I’ve decided to end it tonight. I’ve been thinking and thinking about it, and after a year of writing, love, heartbreak, stress, anxiety, and personal growth, I’ve decided it’s time to end this new collection and treat it like a chapter of my life that’s come to a close. Now I can finally focus more wholeheartedly on other projects, poetry, novels, whatever comes my way. And I hope you all enjoy it.
Oh, and by the way, it’s FREE! Just click this link and read, and please let me know what you think. 
And thank you to everyone who’s stuck by me and supported what I write and all your kind words that you’ve thrown at my words. It really means a lot to me and I love you.

It’s finished.

My new collection of poetry Ribbons is here. I’ve decided to end it tonight. I’ve been thinking and thinking about it, and after a year of writing, love, heartbreak, stress, anxiety, and personal growth, I’ve decided it’s time to end this new collection and treat it like a chapter of my life that’s come to a close. Now I can finally focus more wholeheartedly on other projects, poetry, novels, whatever comes my way. And I hope you all enjoy it.

Oh, and by the way, it’s FREE! Just click this link and read, and please let me know what you think

And thank you to everyone who’s stuck by me and supported what I write and all your kind words that you’ve thrown at my words. It really means a lot to me and I love you.

sorryyall:

r.i.p.

sorry for your loss

sorryyall:

r.i.p.

sorry for your loss

My grandma June, taken 2013.
This is probably one of my favorite pictures that I’ve ever taken. I was sitting with grandma in the living room of the apartment we had just moved into, and I remember she had put up towels on the window above the couch because there was a draft and we didn’t have any curtains for it. I saw it as an opportunity, so I told grandma I was going to take her picture, which usually she didn’t care for, but that time she allowed it. I like it because it’s real, it’s of an old woman having a cigarette sitting in front of supposed poverty. And I love it.

My grandma June, taken 2013.

This is probably one of my favorite pictures that I’ve ever taken. I was sitting with grandma in the living room of the apartment we had just moved into, and I remember she had put up towels on the window above the couch because there was a draft and we didn’t have any curtains for it. I saw it as an opportunity, so I told grandma I was going to take her picture, which usually she didn’t care for, but that time she allowed it. I like it because it’s real, it’s of an old woman having a cigarette sitting in front of supposed poverty. And I love it.