Life, in a hat.
Hey.
I'm a vegetarian.
I'm a musician.
I'm a nerd of many sorts.
I'm hopelessly romantic.
I like wine.
My life is about being free but taking my free will gently. Oh and I don't actually wear a hat. I have a beard though, a soul patch as well.
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read my tumblr . well my latest post. well the last part of my latest post .
Asked by maindrain
Listen to my new song,
http://www.reverbnation.com/wesleydearman
It’s called “roots”. I fell in love with a lady here and I wrote this and sang it to her. Tell me what you think. -
I find the likeliness of me finding someone to love here goes down daily. I just get more and more let down. I’m just like no one. No one seems real to me. The person I want is too complex to imagine.
Poo. -
Quote reblogged from INCARNATION D'UN PARADOXE.The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable; they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed.Ernest Hemingway (via godmoves)
(Source: heartbloodspirit)
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Post reblogged from Opinions, Dreams, and Nonsense
OH FOR FUCK’S SAKE
OKAY
AJAX SOAP
THEIR SLOGAN IS “STRONGER THAN GREASE”
AND I WAS LIKE OKAY YEAH MAKES SENSE FOR A DISH SOAP- WAIT
AJAX WAS A GREEK SOLDIER RENOWNED FOR HIS STRENGTH
AJAX IS STRONGER THAN ALL OF GREECE
Yeah, I giggled. A lot.
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Post reblogged from Nobody mapped oblivion.
Apparently bunnies in Skyrim are incapable of causing damage. Casting Fury on them results in an angry bunny that just follows you around and sits at your feet being angry.
DOING THIS.
(Source: madredhattie)
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Audio post reblogged from Nobody mapped oblivion.
This track has had 521,790 playsI wait all year to reblog this
EVERY FUCKING YEAR!!!! :D
(Source: 90s90s90s)
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I want somewhere to rest my head after a long days work, a long day of thinking. A lap. I want a hand to kiss and to nuzzle up to when I decide that nothing else really matters but you. I want to push the oceans with you. I want a sky to fall into, a sky with the lightest blues encompassing the deepest iris I could see. I want to feel something unfelt to me in half a year. I want to feel something not fleeting, something deserved, something derived from the moments when Im not awake. I want to have a warm bed before I have even touched it. I want to have something to take care of myself. I want to have something to think about, so that I don’t have to think about myself. I simply want someone to hold on to.
You know, I haven’t really talked to anyone in a long time. I really miss talking to someone about things that actually fucking matter. I haven’t had something like that in a long fucking time. It’s rather upsetting that I haven’t even had anything CLOSE to a deep conversation with someone. I probably won’t for a long time. I’m stifled.
I miss love. I miss the feelings it brings. I miss the romance. I certainly don’t miss the guessing, the wondering, the worrying. I don’t miss feeling like the other person constantly wanted me to change as if there was something wrong with me that made me not worth the time and effort.
Maybe Saturday I can have a deep conversation. Maybe everything will be ok. Maybe I dont know the future and I am going to be very happy very soon.
