These really make me think a lot about people. I understand circumstance is not always ideal. I make wrong choices and I am man enough to admit them and try and do what can be done, which at this point is still a lot. I tried something on the recommendation of some greater minds than my own, and it truly didn’t do the trick. It was never a “miracle cure” it was exceptionally hard, I cannot even explain how hard the day to day was. On top of that trying so hard to be this person in a time of crisis and the unexpected. Yeah, I was not on my A game. I’ll be the first to say that. It was trial and error by far. It was a hope, that I’d take to it, and it’d fix what damage had been unjustly done to me. Then you realize, you’re not going to adjust to it. You can be helpless and let them destroy who you were or you can not give up. Were things I did with the best intentions and the best laid plans taken as everything but? Yeah. I can’t control others perceptions of me always. Yet, dammit, I likely should haven’t allowed everything to escalate to unhealthy levels past where they were. I cannot even explain to you, the absolute struggle for hope I had, and the times I stumbled and fell on my face. It was feeding myself something so harsh, and so strong, I didn’t recognize myself in the mirror. I waited for it to pass. The truth is easier to swallow then those bitter pills. They won’t ever win. I am still me. I may think a little different, but, dammit I know what I am and what I am not. So do most people. Most everyone. I don’t deserve forgiveness for things I did or didn’t do. Even for the dumb things I tried to do to just survive. There’s more to this story. For a few. However, one thing needs set straight. Mistakes were made and that’s passed. They are corrected for every right reasoning. Say a prayer for me. http://s1056.photobucket.com/albums/t375/wwwkpisme/
Please check this out for me. An archived history of the last approximate decade in photographs. The “good” the “bad” the “other”. ;)
Kevin P Toth 2001 – 2012 Meghan VonHassel, Chelsie Lyn Allen, Sarah Bowland, Kathleen Ann Lewis, Sarah Lewis, Jillian Walker, Sharron Walker, Karen Ann Curtis, Scott Kallay Photobucket
http://s1056.photobucket.com/albums/t375/wwwkpisme/?albumview=slideshow
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2001 - 2012 Pictures of Kevin Toth, Sarah Bowland, Erika Fifer, Jillian Walker, Scott Kallay, Karen Curtis, Meghan Vonhassel, MaryJo VonHassel, Kathleen Ann Lewis, Sarah Lewis and more. My life from 2001 - 2012. From www.kpis.me Mayfield Heights, Stow, Cleveland Heights, Kent, OHIO
Lazer powered… cat? They totally edited out the parts where they make him hit the wall… you know it happened.
(Source: alxbngala)
Let the drummer kick that.
I know.
Sponge Bread… Square Head? This is terrible… yet funny… still I don’t think kitty white finds it funny.
(Source: crushedintoyou)
Distance makes the heart grow apart. The saying’s wrong, most of them are. On this winter day I heard the wind call out your name, and it sounded like a scream of summers passed. This is therapy for me, a mission that my heart is on. I love you plain and simple but it’s sad. That all we want is what we had.
They may say you’re crazy it don’t even phase me ‘cos you’re the sanest one i know, and it’s a couple more volts of shock treatment for you. When a couple more volts of confidence will do. They may say you’re crazy. Makes you so amazing.
I watched you suffer
A dull aching pain
Now you’re decided
To show me the same
No sweeping exits
Or offstage lines
Could make me feel bitter
Or treat you unkind
I know I’ve dreamed you
A sin in a lie
I have my freedom
But I don’t have much time
Faith has been broken
Tears must be cried
Let’s do some living
After we die
Wild horses
Couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn’t drag me away
Is there a reason you won’t mend? Is it a season that won’t end? Can’t believe it’s that time of year again. Another year has come and gone again. Look around and wonder what happened. It’s cold out this morning. You should be getting into bed. Can’t believe it’s that time of year again. You’re fresh out of warnings. Maybe it’s time you called a friend. Forget that it’s that time
Of year again…
Why can’t you see me for what I’ve become?
Not who I used to be?
I’m no Criminal…

