I live in Joplin, Missouri. On May 22nd 2011 a EF-5 tornado hit leveling about 30% of it and killing 156 people. My best friend who I grew up with was home when his house and neighborhood were destroyed. He was in a coma for 3 days and had his left leg amputated. On July 20th he received his prosthetic and we walked to my tattoo artist Derek Wieberg to get this on my wrist. Hold fast to dreams.
Heres to the kids who try their hardest to be good enough for everyone. Who spend hours scrolling through quotes that describe their mood. Who wait online for that certain someone to sign on just to gather up the nerve to say hello. Who listen to the same song dozens of times because the lyrics are meaningful. Who deserve so much more than they get but are too scared to fight for it. And whose wish upon 11:11 was wasted on someone who will never care.
She said, I love you.
He said, Nothing.
(As if there were just one
of each word and the one
who used it, used it up).
In the history of language
the first obscenity was silence.
-christina davis
