The Poison Pushes Me Further Away

My name's Nolan. 16. I'm from Gate City, Virginia. Currently in Goose Creek, South Carolina. If you're reading this, I love you.

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I’m so sick of doing favors for ungrateful people. I’m sick of the fact that there’s ALWAYS people at my house. I never have any time for myself. I like hanging out with my friends, but not every single day.

It felt like you didn’t even want to fucking talk to me..

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I love you. (:

I love you. Despite what anyone says, you’re perfect. I love you so goddamn much.

I was seven years old the first time I hiked to the top of Clinch mountain with my brother, Brad. That’s my hometown in the background. Gate City, Virginia. It was a Sunday, about a week before Halloween, and mom told us to be back before dinner. We spent most of the hike up looking for Sassafras. When we finally made it to the top, we ate some cookie cake and talked about everything that was going on with mom. “A lot of things are about to change,” he said, “but I’m always gonna be here. No matter how hard it gets, just remember that.” We came back down the wrong ridge and got kinda lost, and I led us back to the truck. About two weeks later, mom died. Since then, Brad’s more than kept to his word, and has remained my absolute favorite person on the face to the planet. Also, a little fun fact, if you notice the road to the right of my elbow, that’s the parking lot that I’m sure two of my followers will remember quite fondly. :P Aaaaaand, if you were to follow that road, then go left at the corner, my mom’s house is immediately on the left behind the trees.

I was seven years old the first time I hiked to the top of Clinch mountain with my brother, Brad. That’s my hometown in the background. Gate City, Virginia. It was a Sunday, about a week before Halloween, and mom told us to be back before dinner. We spent most of the hike up looking for Sassafras. When we finally made it to the top, we ate some cookie cake and talked about everything that was going on with mom. “A lot of things are about to change,” he said, “but I’m always gonna be here. No matter how hard it gets, just remember that.” We came back down the wrong ridge and got kinda lost, and I led us back to the truck. About two weeks later, mom died. Since then, Brad’s more than kept to his word, and has remained my absolute favorite person on the face to the planet. Also, a little fun fact, if you notice the road to the right of my elbow, that’s the parking lot that I’m sure two of my followers will remember quite fondly. :P Aaaaaand, if you were to follow that road, then go left at the corner, my mom’s house is immediately on the left behind the trees.

I went shopping..

I went shopping..

I don’t know whether I should be pissed off or bawling my fucking eyes out. I can’t believe this.

Naptime.

Naptime.

(Source: stonerparty)

If I don’t see some mountains sometime soon, I’m gonna fall apart. I haven’t gone this long without being home in a few years.. It doesn’t help that Brad and Darci keep telling me they’re coming to visit, and they still haven’t tries to make any plans. I’m fucking homesick. I need to talk to mom..

Cheers to the Great Allun Cormier. No special occasion, just thinking about you. I love you, miss you, and hope you’re enjoying that bird’s-eye view of Sam’s Gap.

Cheers to the Great Allun Cormier. No special occasion, just thinking about you. I love you, miss you, and hope you’re enjoying that bird’s-eye view of Sam’s Gap.