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"I stayed in bed for over an hour looked at things on my phone I felt slightly anxious about..."

Tue, 21 May 2013 02:50:40 -0400

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I stayed in bed for over an hour
looked at things on my phone
I felt slightly anxious about nothing particular
I walked downstairs and poured coffee into a jar
I asked a person on the internet if I should take drugs
I took drugs before the person had time to respond

I feel alienated by people who express concern about me without
defining their concern in terms of a specific solution or goal
I dont feel comforted by the idea of an afterlife
I dont want to continue experiencing things after I die
I want someone to pull my hair because I like the idea of someone
controlling my head without touching my head

what is the difference between being an independent person
and being a person who is accepting of loneliness

”

- “Today My Alarm Went Off at 12:30 p.m.,” Mira Gonzalez (via commovente)
Thisssssss.

"I know I am but summer to your heart, And not the full four seasons of the year."

Tue, 21 May 2013 01:26:39 -0400

“I know I am but summer to your heart,
And not the full four seasons of the year.”

- Edna St. Vincent Millay (via bleustocking)

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Tue, 21 May 2013 01:10:47 -0400

"Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it."

Tue, 21 May 2013 00:52:19 -0400

“Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.”

- Vincent Van Gogh (via akumamatata)

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lost girl

Tue, 21 May 2013 00:19:00 -0400

i am a lost girl
the kind who will let you stare
into her ocean eyes for free
and swallow your compliments
profoundly eagerly
while always knowing
all nourishment is temporary

i am a lost girl
the kind who has sorrow burned on the inside
of her mouth
nothing can take the taste away
not even love not even people
who said they would stay
because she knows more than anyone
that they never do

i am a lost girl
the kind whose passion will tug on your heartstrings
so hard you will be able to feel
the vibrations throughout your entire body
long after she has left you
covered in kisses and invisible bows
stranded on an abandoned
railroad pleading
for release

i am a lost girl
the kind that knows what she wants
but does not have enough drive or self esteem
to keep a solid grasp
for certainty has always been like sand
slowly slipping through her fingers

i am a lost girl
the kind that will settle on what little power
she has left
the kind that will sing you to sleep
if in turn you will tell her
just once
that she is beautiful regardless
of if you mean it
or not.

"I’ve had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I can’t quite make out what it is...."

Mon, 20 May 2013 23:55:27 -0400

“I’ve had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I can’t quite make out what it is. It takes time.”

- Charles Bukowski, Screams From the Balcony (via 27sailors)

"Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word."

Mon, 20 May 2013 19:40:20 -0400

“Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.”

- George R.R. Martin (via simply-quotes)

"I don’t think there’s anything sadder than when two people are meant to be together and something..."

Mon, 20 May 2013 19:39:48 -0400

“I don’t think there’s anything sadder than when two people are meant to be together and something intervenes.”

- Walter Bishop (via black-stilletos)

never-yawn: *I’m not even sure I miss you that much.

Mon, 20 May 2013 19:38:19 -0400

never-yawn:

*I’m not even sure I miss you that much.

"The best thing about a picture is that it never changes, even when the people in it do."

Mon, 20 May 2013 19:37:21 -0400

“The best thing about a picture is that it never changes, even when the people in it do.”

- Andy Warhol (via middecember)

It would be nice if something made sense for a change.

Mon, 20 May 2013 14:54:47 -0400

It would be nice if something made sense for a change.

"My God, a moment of bliss. Why, isn’t that enough for a whole lifetime?"

Mon, 20 May 2013 13:28:46 -0400

“My God, a moment of bliss. Why, isn’t that enough for a whole lifetime?”

- Fyodor Dostoevsky (via likeafieldmouse)

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Mon, 20 May 2013 03:46:21 -0400

"I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it — to..."

Mon, 20 May 2013 01:47:05 -0400

““I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it — to be fed so much love I couldn’t take any more. Just once. ””

- Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via 13neighbors)

"I play dead, it stops the hurting. I play dead and the hurting stops. It’s sometimes just like..."

Mon, 20 May 2013 01:46:15 -0400

“I play dead, it stops the hurting. I play dead and the hurting stops. It’s sometimes just like sleeping, curling up inside my private tortures. I nestle into pain, hug suffering, caress every ache.”

- Bjork (via garrielynn)

infiniheart

"I stayed in bed for over an hour looked at things on my phone I felt slightly anxious about..."

"I know I am but summer to your heart, And not the full four seasons of the year."

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"Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk,﻿ but no flowers grow on it."

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lost girl

"I’ve had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I can’t quite make out what it is...."

"Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word."

"I don’t think there’s anything sadder than when two people are meant to be together and something..."

never-yawn: *I’m not even sure I miss you that much.

"The best thing about a picture is that it never changes, even when the people in it do."

It would be nice if something made sense for a change.

"My God, a moment of bliss. Why, isn’t that enough for a whole lifetime?"

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"I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it — to..."

"I play dead, it stops the hurting. I play dead and the hurting stops. It’s sometimes just like..."

"Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it."