Its been 8 years from today since you left. I miss you. I’m starting to forget you like you forgot me. Even in your last days, I always felt separated. But I miss you, and I think about you a lot lately. What you were like- how you are remembered. I would give all the money in my piggy bank just to spend a day with you when you were healthy. I miss you Grandma 

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Winter breaks bring heartaches.

This is a poem I wrote about a little boy who falls in love for the first time.

Slipped,tripped,everything went blur.

Woke up seeing stars, like a man on a trip on his way back from mars.

Then I saw her…

She hit me with a wink,

I shot her a stare,

Jaw dropped.

Cause she was the fish in the sea that was mine to be caught.

Then she turned away and her eyes went astray,

grabbing the hand of who I guess was her man.

He was big and tall, something i wasn’t at all

This guy had a full on beard, and I was the kid girls classified as weird.

Then she shot me a wink once more, as she walked out the door,

as a kid at the age of four

Safe to say, shit hit the fan and the wind blows south. Nothing goes right. Matter of fact, It couldn’t be further to the left.

The times have changed. No rules i obey. I am different. I am same. I’m conflicted to believe a repetitive lie. So I live changed. A new way. Positive. Negative. Indecisive. Hopefully then answer will be clear, and I won’t have to live a life with great fear…

-Richard Costanza

thesedayscomeandgo:

“eggs and corn beef; american breakfast

^^^^^^

i can talk like this for the rest of my life”

- Richard Costanza

My conscious is the vendetta for my confidence

It’s like two steps forward, one step back
and every step feels like another heart attack….

So I’m sitting on the steps feeling kind of glum, when this middle aged woman randomly walks past me and says,”It’s not that bad.” 
It made changed my day.

I’m like a shaken up soda can.
I’m harmless and appear that way. 
I can take dents that might make me crack but it only builds up the pressure.
But when I’m opened…
I will explode with such a force you will wish you never wanted a sip of me. I waste what I worked so had to build just to make a mess. So please just put this can down and leave it to go flat :-)

I don’t want to be like the toy you always wanted but once you finally have it, it loses it’s pzaz, but once you get rid of it you miss it…

I want to be the toy you want because it will be with you until to gradually drift….
Like a Teddy bear