andy
crazyandkind.bsky.social
andy
@crazyandkind.bsky.social
my goal for the longest time was to have nothing and I somehow ended up with everything.

go figure.
the spell is broken. i see you as you are.
January 31, 2025 at 9:12 AM
he tells me that the world will kill him if they found out and i know he is right
January 30, 2025 at 7:28 PM
i wanted my brother to like me, but he could only love me.
January 29, 2025 at 8:52 PM
i have enough money in my pocket for a coffee from the bakery next door, and maybe a croissant. the weather is not warm but bearable, and i do not ask for easy but possible.
January 29, 2025 at 5:58 PM
most mornings i tend to start with a weeping of sorts, and altho i don't mean it to, it summons my aunt lori. i see with my heart her, straw in mouth, slurping coke and waiting for a chance to take a drag from her cig. she is neither skinny nor fat, neither old nor young. beautiful, radiantly so.
January 29, 2025 at 2:57 PM
i am proof that wishes do come true and miracles can happen. he wakes up and reminds me that he is thinking of me. i don't have to remind him.
January 29, 2025 at 1:15 PM
for me, the math is simple

can i improve the life of others? if so, go next
will it cost me EVERYTHING? if not, go next
will it cost me anything? if not, do it
January 29, 2025 at 1:05 PM
if its got worth, im working on it
January 29, 2025 at 6:03 AM
back then I didn't know I was on my own,
and now,
I know I'm not
January 28, 2025 at 10:40 PM
I give my mother a hug after a year of stone and silence, and she tells the world about how she has hopes for a hospital in my future.
January 28, 2025 at 9:38 PM
i am writing this with a handful of blueberries and thoughts of how is best is good enough for me.

things are getting better when they could always get worse.
January 28, 2025 at 2:10 PM
I changed all my passwords from his name to mine.
January 28, 2025 at 12:57 PM
my mother plans for me to live at the hospital, whereas i would rather live underground. luckily i can manage rent, so the cops cannot usher me too strongly, but it would be such a dream to be able to live without fear of the needle.

in the morning i weep for my aunt lori and start my day hopeful.
January 28, 2025 at 12:36 PM
the music is never loud of enough for my noisey heart and somehow i am always too far away from him. my father goes to work while my mother breaks dishes over the kitchen floor. i go to school to seek friendship, but when she goes to ask me about love, i start to talk about violence.
January 28, 2025 at 12:14 PM
i forgive my mother for her cruelness so she can provide more cruelty. grief is an an infinite resource while love requires money.
January 28, 2025 at 11:56 AM
i reach into my pocket for whatever I'm hoping for and it's always there. I learned so much from doing the opposite of what my mother would have.
January 27, 2025 at 6:25 PM
another morning
of laughing from crying bout
my great dead aunt lori
January 27, 2025 at 12:26 PM
currently caught in the middle of joy and peace, while trying to remain civil. (got my foot on the gas)
January 27, 2025 at 7:24 AM
i struck the rock and water flowed. i was not punished and i will not sew regret. 2000 reasons to keep trying falls out of the sky and i no longer have to pretend things arent going to be okay to survive.
January 27, 2025 at 6:55 AM
my new religion and my old religion rarely clash\
love your neighbors, forgive, yada, yada
now that i think about it my new god feels an awful lot like my old god
something something footprints in the sand?
January 27, 2025 at 5:08 AM
the music is never loud enough and he's always too far away

my father goes to his job every day for twelve or fourteen hours and returns home to his family. they wait for grandpa to eat together after serving me alone.

on the ride home, dylan lets me play one song on repeat. he doesnt ask why.
January 27, 2025 at 4:02 AM
it was too late, i didn't get saved
i only survived
January 27, 2025 at 3:52 AM
how can i be self-actualized
without someone else
to light my cigarettes?
January 27, 2025 at 12:01 AM
i got my foot on the gas
praying that you will stop tapping
the breaks
there is a life after fear,
although its hardly a life worth mentioning

i lost everything more than once in the basement below rock bottom. he waited for me one skip above.

today was like any other day;
easy, quick and joyous
January 26, 2025 at 11:40 PM
the music is never loud enough\
and he is always too far away
i change bridges into subways
and will sleep all winter
if i want to\
January 26, 2025 at 11:35 PM