I guess it isn’t the worst habit to pick up. 

But now since I’m carrying this habbit, my hands can’t seem to hold on to anything or anyone.

I haven’t uploaded a video in a while. So here is one for Sir Elton 

thevirtualhermit:

If this was a novel

Or life was a play

And I the author

I’d know everything

You would say

Setting dialogue up

To lead into

Desired plot

Asking questions 

With known answers

Preparing to let you know

In the cleverest way

But when everything’s

Perfectly in place

You go off script

And the moment

Is missed

Can’t you just ask

For the cliff notes?

Ira Brown is in London.
Please meet a Spice Girl.

I started my morning off with a banana,
Just like how I do every morning.
But this banana was green,
Not yellow.
My friend Peter likes green bananas.
(At least I think he said that)
So I decided to try this green banana.
It was gross.
I threw it away immediately.

My house was broken into while I was on break.
My TV was stolen. 
It’s okay.
I never turned it on.
I also think the thief did my dishes.

This evening I dyed my hair grey on accident. 
I’ve been walking around town pretending to be 70.
That isn’t true.
I just walked into Walgreens and grabbed a different color hair dye.

 

Cold Stone Creamery I thought it said Cold Stone Cemetery

Ps I have decided to stop using punctuation

at me tumbling! 
I will let you borrow my glasses.  

mynameisconnor:

Case closed. 

jayshenk:

Strength?

Balance?

Flexibility?

Relaxation?

Weight loss?

Stress relief?

To have no goals? 

To be in the present moment?

To meditate?