May 2013
7 posts
Unconscious
I never want to hear birds chirp in the middle of the still night, ever again. Staring into darkness in fear of waiting. In fear of day break.
I never woke. Because I never slept.
It’s entirely conceivable that life’s splendor surrounds us all, and always in...
– Kafka (via kari-shma)
I wouldn't even be mad if my friend did this
asdfghjkllove:
No. Don’t think of it. It’s only a little segment of your life. Not...
April 2013
10 posts
Maybe my first time with you was your one time too many. Maybe. But it...
Amber Effect: nickastig: We were friends back... →
basketballbunnie:
nickastig:
We were friends back then. I know it was a long long time. The time we actually laughed so hard and yet never cared if people will look at us. We had that conversation about growing old together. We told each other thanks for just being with each other’s side.
I like to remember…
I’m sorry I promise I won’t bother you again.
March 2013
11 posts
Can that be my only vice? Wanting something that was never supposed to be the...
It had taken me so long to realize how much stability you are able to give me....
I’m too good at writing self-disappointment on my face. Perhaps optimism...
everything hurts
February 2013
13 posts
Quintessintial: “Spinning, shooting, shattered... →
quintessintial:
“Spinning, shooting, shattered star, Is it lonely where you are? Is there a comet, in your heart? Have you turned your absence into art? Sighing, shining, splintered star, Once so near and now so far, Is there moonlight in your hair? Do you close your eyes to stare? Fading, fading, faded star, …
lexsloan:
do you ever just wonder if there’s someone who secretly thinks about you and wants to talk to you but doesn’t know how
Sigh…why am I awake…
What would you do?
Would you jump? Would you feel pity for yourself? Would you...
– ― Tim O’Brien, The Things They Carried
Cleaned my tumblr…trying not to be so….picture oriented. and more....
Im afraid of sleeping.
c’mon. You know you can stop. Just stop. Before you get thrown under the...
[[MORE]]I sat down at my desk 10 PM in the night, turned on the lamp as the soft yellow tinted light spread through the room. I placed a pen in my hand and set out to write. But what seemed to have always been easy proved itself to be one of the most difficult tasks I’ve ever had to do. I could not fabricate whatever it was that no longer existed. The spark of light, The inspiration, The...
Please stop taking home away from me.
I’ve began to think… what if I never awaken from this catastrophe of a life. Perhaps then I would think that the very essence of my existence could not have been worse. Perhaps if I hit rock bottom, in a sense, I would turn to greatness, and excellence and graciousness. I would strive for the very best and settle for no less. I would not complain. Yet rock bottom seems…too...
Straight Boys: Why are all the hot girls lesbians?
Lesbians: Why are all the hot girls straight?
Straight Girls: Why are all the hot guys gay?
Gay Guys: Why are all the hot guys straight?
Bisexual People: WHY ARE ALL THE HOT PEOPLE TAKEN?
Pansexual People: everyone is hot what do I do
January 2013
14 posts
Fucking shin splints. hurt like a bitch.
The most memorable people in life will be the friends who loved you even when...
– (via limitedtomorrows)
[[MORE]]The magnificent canvas of bright stars in a dark night Please take me where you will.
Point to the direction in which I’m guided to be better than who I am today. Lead me on the path in which I’m always taught to be lucid. For the loss of senses is the only reason I suffer from failure today.
Let me lose the convoluted stream of consciousness. Allow me to let go of all...
I realize…my efforts seem unsupportive of you. But you cannot judge me for...
You get them wrong before you meet them, while you’re anticipating meeting...
– Philip Roth, American Pastoral
That’s the thing about pain…it demands to be felt.
– John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via kari-shma)
The truth is … once you learn how to die, you learn how to live.
– Morrie Schwartz, in Mitch Albom’s Tuesdays with Morrie. I have great respect for this man and this book. But all seriousness aside—this is very applicable to the end of a 5-week break. Don’t want to start school, and gotta keep doing the things that really matter and are break-worthy these last...