my unoriginal life
I am the balance of my family.

we always get into situations. right when i am relaxed. i come home to screaming and yelling. its even crappier when i failed one of my classes and i come home. mainly the reason why i don’t like going home. i have to deal with my family, my tired and irritableness, my brother and his friends, plus his stoner girlfriend eating all the food. most of the time i try and ignore my problems. which aren’t even big problems. but whatever. i try and help my dad with my brother. and my mom be more happy. and try to walk my dog because he seems neglected a little. now that i think of it i never stop doing things for other people. i’m not complaining. its just hard to try and fix people who are so insecure. its fucking hard man. i dont know were to begin. i try and fix everyone that seems even a little broken. i try and find out all their issues and help them talk about them. open up to me. which they can im a very trustworthy person. but im starting to think thats only the reason i start liking people in the first place. because they’re flaws are interesting. and once they seem okay or normal, i run away and find someone else to fix. why do i need to fix everyone? i find people who dont have issues and personally problems that interesting. they’re not deep or emotional like i would like them to be. cause i’m such a deep person. but i try. and i think i’m doing a ok job. people like my family aren’t just people to fix. its my family. without my family i am nothing. my worst nightmare would do be to grow up without a family or a family who hate each other. so. i have to fix everything before it caves completely. maybe i’m being a little self centered but i feel like without me, theres no way any of us would be were we are today. i wonder what their life’s would be like without my existence. I am such a libra. everyone i meet say i balance them in one way or another. one of my best friends told me today that i am her balance and i equal her out. probably the best compliment you could give me. haha thats what i live for. pretty sure i’m on this planet for one reason, to help people. 

heaven
whateveriwanado:

oh the red stripe….
proletariats:

(by Peter Lally)
explore-the-earth:

Canaima Park, Venezuela
366placestogo:

El Djem (Túnez). Anfiteatro. (by josemazcona)