I am Jesse. It seems like everyone writes the same stuff over and over and over in this box. How old am I? What kinda of music do I listen to? What makes me different from everyone else in the world?
21. I post a song everyday. My taste depends on my mood. But i am just a regular guy. I do stuff and things just like everyone else.
Interesting things: I play pokémon like it is my job. I work at a movie theater over the summer. And I love to climb trees.
I just don't give a shit about this box. If you want to know me, there is an ask box below here. I am very talkative if you wanna chat.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I….I…….
I have no words.
Shame on you if you don’t listen to this song.
John Snow?
draco malfo
I need a motivation for murder.
(This is for a story. I am not simply looking to kill)
As many of you know, the Father Ryan community lost someone very dear to us this week. Kevin Davis was a good friend of mine. We grew a lot closer during college than we were in high school. I am posting this on here because I am not really sure where else I can go. I’ve always been the strong emotional one in my family, I am to proud to call a friend, and there are so many hurting more than me right now.I just need some sort of outlet. For me, Facebook has never been that outlet.
Kevin was such a great guy, and I can say the same about his whole family. I cannot imagine the pain they are going through right now. Those poor people have endured more in the past year than I have in my entire life. It is apparent, through their struggles, that the world does not take sides. If it did, the Davis family would never have to deal with such great pain.
I just had my first breakdown since finding out. It was easier to control my emotions while i was surrounded by my friends on the beach, but when I had to step back into the real world, it wasn’t so easy. I was driving my grandmother to my house for dinner, and she started talking about it. I tried my best to hold it back, but it was useless. I don’t think she knew that he and I were friends. She just wouldn’t stop, but I realized, I would have to face this eventually. I don’t cry often. That’s just who I am. But he didn’t deserve this. Kevinwasis a wonderful young man who loved life and lived everyday to the fullest.
We used to play Munchkin together, and I will never forget how he would spend the entire game trying to become a thief, just so that he could steal stuff from people. Even when it did not benefit him in the game. He would take every piece of equipment. Then, he would throw it all away, just to watch them squirm. He mastered the art of a Munchkin Thief. It was one of the most entertaining parts of the game.
He and Phil came to my last party (dynamic duos) dressed as brothers. They were there for a total of about 5 minutes before they left, but that was who Kevin was. He had places to go and people to see.
I once placed a rubber snake in his bed and told Phil to text me when he found it. He freaked out, then laughed about the whole thing.
We went on a vacation to Fall Creek Falls together once. We played boche-ball, swam, around the world ping-pong, Phil and I beat him in about 20 games of beer-pong, and we must have watched 30 episodes of Burn Notice that week.
These are the things I will forever remember about Kevin Paul Davis. I love you, my friend.
Scrubs.
It is 3 AM, and I am seriously considering getting out of bed and watching either 500 Days of Summer or Ferris Bueller’s Day Off
These are two of my favorite movies in the world.
Right now, I honesty do not know which one I would pick.
