February 2012
4 posts
Night world
Piss off please, brain.
January 2012
10 posts
Suddenly the world feels lighter and I have hope. Problems do not dissipate. The sky is not necessarily bright and clear but I’ve found the rays of sunlight between the grey again, and I will take delight in them, because to me they are more beautiful than a vast blue sky could ever be. They can exist, amidst all the dense sadness around them. I think that’s something beautiful to take...
You’re gonna find someone who will take care of you. And not because they...
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I haven’t posted in this in ages, and I hate that whenever I do its so pessimistic. I don’t consider myself a pessimistic person, I don’t weigh down people in everyday life with pessimism. But I find at the end of the day when I retreat to my lonely room I feel like the sadness and pressure of whatever it is I feel lacking becomes inescapably apparent and I wallow in myself a...
December 2011
4 posts
Do not give the demons that plague you your undivided attention, live on in the midst of their hard-handed pressure to the best of your ability, and you will still be your own.
November 2011
15 posts
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i’ve kept all the emails I received every time you did anything at all on my facebook. I love them. They remind me of how often you’ve been there.
I love you. Sometimes when I am weak and weary, and I deteriorate into bits
You wake me and shake me and remind me how human I am. You’re the purging, you’re the release.
You’re the first escape I’ve ever found...
To all the people who judge sex workers and say, as Tina Fey did, “We should all...
– Sex Worker Problems, SW7 (via sexworkerproblems)
UGH- THIS
I do like Tina Fey for the most part but I dislike how so many folks in the feminist community dismiss the shit she says about sex workers and stuff.
(via thesavagesalad)
I like Tina Fey most times as well, but sex-worker hate really...
I like people too much or not at all.
– Sylvia Plath (via nofuxdelux)
Perhaps I am hidden at the heart of the mountain
solitary as a vein of pure...
– Le livre de la pouvrete et da la mort, Rainer Maria Rilke.
And time goes on
And the words get older
And I think somehow, I have found my way in some shadowed corner
I know how I got here
but it is dark and I cannot find the way out again.
I sit in the rubble of my own creation
and wonder how the calamities in my life which mean nothing and are so trivial
Can still fill my lungs with tar and soot.
Its been a very long time since I last remember...
The only thing you can be truly certain of is yourself. Everyone else’s existence is their own to understand completely, and despite your best efforts, some part of them you will forever be in ignorance of. A friend of mine told me the other day about the Japanese beliefs in three hearts existing in any one individual. The first is your outer counteneance, or how the world generally...
I think it's very easy to forget that everyone has...
This pattern — women can dress like men, but men don’t dress like women —...
– via Sociological Images (via albinwonderland)
October 2011
25 posts
Happy Halloween!
Reblog if you’re willing to answer publicly...
trendylittlefuck:
Im going to go take a nap and when I wake up I want a bunch of questions to answer. I will answer ANYTHING with 100% honesty regardless of the question http://trendylittlefuck.tumblr.com/ask
ANYTHING!!!
I think it is must be much harder to be the person in the middle of the chaos who stands in the eye of the storm entirely well than the person being swept, dragged, and beaten by its violent winds.
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I feel like I’m tired of existing the way I always have, but when I try to seize the day, it never properly works out. I get comfortable with where I am and what I am, and then, I’m ashamed of it. I’m ashamed to play the music on my ipod, I don’t think my room actually represents who I am. I feel like my work is always stunted.
I feel almost too privledged, like I’ve...
Thereislittlesterilityinstillness.Thereisnohopeforpeoplewhocannotfindtheirfeettomove,orwillnot.
Ask some invasive questions →
1. Think of the last person who said I love you, do you think they meant it? 2. Would you date an 18-year-old at the age you are now? 3. When’s the last time you were aggravated and happy at the same time? 4. Would you ever smile at a stranger? 5. Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are? 6. Have you heard a song that reminds you of someone today? 7. What exactly...
there’s so much tension in my back, my neck my arms
I need release
I need tidal waves
And answers.
I think I’m shedding my human skin
in favour of fangs and animal hair.
I feel like I’m reverting
And its making me more alive, and less.