This is my story for thanksgiving. The meaning behind “Bus Friends”, everything I didn’t quite tell other than to my closest friends. If you are struggling with friendships or relationships, give this story a read. I hope it inspires you as out of everything I have written on my blog, this has just got to be one of the hardest things to write. That’s partly why I am putting it out here, because I do not want to write about it any more.
All of the time it is either me that is feeling like shit or someone close to me that is feeling like shit. We all have our bad days but it’s just crazy how life tricks you when you think everything is ok.
Do you use multiple computers and are looking for a way to share one headset/set of speakers with all of them at the same time?
Buying an audio mixer is expensive and using Y-splitters reduces the quality and is just more tedious than what it needs to be. As long as you have a male to male 3.5mm AUX cable that is long enough for daisy chaining your setup, and have audio out/line in ports on your computers, you need nothing more.
Oh Lord what do you want with an unholy demon like me? I’m too broken to be the holy angel I’m meant to be I try to be strong but I always fall in these sinful lies I ask for forgiveness but why should you believe me with all my failed tries?
There’s a girl in the bathtub Blood gushing from her wrists There’s a boy on London Bridge Watching the water flow on by We’re only broken souls trying to find our way, trying to find our way through the dark
Just put it away Listen to what I say Darling you’ll be ok I know how you feel Hope seems unreal Feeling so alone You’re forgotten in your own home This life you cannot bare And no one seems to care You’re lost and so alone No one even knows Your left all on your own Forgotten child