Hm.

I think I’ve decided.

Until I buy new shoes, my Onitsukas are not going on sale, because I literally do not have other shoes as useful and comfortable as them. But I’ll be looking for new shoes so they might go on sale later.

Live from Los Angeles is not going to be sold until I watch it, and the albums are not going on sale period.

The owl and the shirt, however, will probably be sold to whoever wants them.

Maybe I’ll just delete my Tumblr.

Seems like the only way I’ll ever be able to get away and finally forget about all this stuff.

But if I do delete my Tumblr, just remember that I’ll always love you guys, and it will never be your fault that I left.

Dear Universe,

If I decide to leave, please make sure I never return. I’ve left and returned way too many times.

If there’s anything that can be permanent about my decisions, please let it be my departure.

Hell, I’ll even sell my Owl City t-shirts.

And my stuffed Owl City owl.

Still no set prices, but maybe I’ll take some pictures and think about selling them.

barbieklaus:

fleur-morte:

being emotionally attached to someone you’ve never met

#being emotionally attached to someone who doesn’t exist

By the way, I think I’m going to need to sell my Onitsukas.

Would anyone be willing to buy some Onitsukas?

They’re not Adam-colored but they’re nice and comfortable.

I’m in an incredibly fragile state right now.

Fragile as in “I say one word about what’s bothering me and suddenly I’m throwing another tantrum.”

Which is why I’m not going to talk about it.

I’m not going to complain, or bitch, or whine.

I’m not going to cry, or get mad.

I’m not going to forget this, either.

I’m just going to simply state that the light in my life has been permanently spoiled at the one time I needed it the most, and now I can only let everything else consume me.

Thanks. No really, it was nice while it lasted.