Hindsight. (2013)
******
It's 20/20.
It's something that will ruin your tattoos for the rest of your life and in return might change that very concept, put it in reverse, and yell right back in your face that there's still a chance that it was worth it.
It's that scar you got when you were wasted and risking your life on top of some roof top by the woods in the middle of the night, wreaking of your own poisons, all in a very irrational but irresistible attempt to show a city that yes indeed, "I am here."
You woke up in need of stitches still drunk and fumbling questions out of numb lips and aching limbs looking for whatever you could to stop the bleeding from your leg, stole a skateboard and dipped to the drug store to buy alcohol and band aids and tend to your wounds and the whole time wondering what the fuck could have happened, it was only your birthday.
It's that immense feeling that moments are as small as the whole history of your life will be once you are gone but still larger than the 10,000 influences that are estimated to be had in an average day.
That one-thousand-dollars I'll have to give to the court system to erase my name from not only their books and mine but the 22 bus on 16th street that one night I was bored with myself, others around me, and the mountain i escaped from that broke my spirit and enlightened it at the same time.
Hindsight is that bitch you brought to your bed earlier in the year that turned into a bug when you woke up in the morning and realized she didn't have money and you had to buy her breakfast and tell her I'm sorry I'm not what you were looking for and I never will be.
It's what will get you from the lowest of low, discouragement, and will give your mind and your middle finger the power to curl back up again with that little imaginary wind up, you clever fucking dog, you, and with shouts to anyone paying any attention they if they don't like what they hear they can go fuck themselves rightly cause you're not going anywhere and you all ready knew it.
******
It's 20/20.
It's something that will ruin your tattoos for the rest of your life and in return might change that very concept, put it in reverse, and yell right back in your face that there's still a chance that it was worth it.
It's that scar you got when you were wasted and risking your life on top of some roof top by the woods in the middle of the night, wreaking of your own poisons, all in a very irrational but irresistible attempt to show a city that yes indeed, "I am here."
You woke up in need of stitches still drunk and fumbling questions out of numb lips and aching limbs looking for whatever you could to stop the bleeding from your leg, stole a skateboard and dipped to the drug store to buy alcohol and band aids and tend to your wounds and the whole time wondering what the fuck could have happened, it was only your birthday.
It's that immense feeling that moments are as small as the whole history of your life will be once you are gone but still larger than the 10,000 influences that are estimated to be had in an average day.
That one-thousand-dollars I'll have to give to the court system to erase my name from not only their books and mine but the 22 bus on 16th street that one night I was bored with myself, others around me, and the mountain i escaped from that broke my spirit and enlightened it at the same time.
Hindsight is that bitch you brought to your bed earlier in the year that turned into a bug when you woke up in the morning and realized she didn't have money and you had to buy her breakfast and tell her I'm sorry I'm not what you were looking for and I never will be.
It's what will get you from the lowest of low, discouragement, and will give your mind and your middle finger the power to curl back up again with that little imaginary wind up, you clever fucking dog, you, and with shouts to anyone paying any attention they if they don't like what they hear they can go fuck themselves rightly cause you're not going anywhere and you all ready knew it.
hind·sight (h
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n.
1. Perception of the significance and nature of events after they have occurred.
2. The rear sight of a firearm.