Never Been Better.

I haven’t blogged in such a long time I don’t even know what I should write. I guess upon reflection of this year, I should talk about the change that has happened. They were drastic so to speak, shocking in a way. Many things fundamentally had no way of making sense in an instant. Many views couldn’t be altered immediately with my willing consent. I watched as certain things lose its meaning and witnessed certain things make sense in my life that never has before. Nothing has ever been so chaotic in a way I sort of enjoyed it while I was in panic. Nothing felt right yet nothing felt so wrong that I lived so miserably. I guess that’s a goog thing after all. 

"I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it."

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Jenna, Waitress  (via connotativewords)

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No matter the depth of those eyes, 
I can not see through you. 
No one could be the wiser. 
Merely reflections of my own creative imagination. 

It’s hella old. but love the lyrics?

connotativewords:

May 30, 2013
I think I’m addicted to the way you love so passionately

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connotativewords:

May 30, 2013

I think I’m addicted to the way you love so passionately

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talkaboutourbigplans:

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officialiwrotethisforyou:

talkaboutourbigplans:

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"I’m actually the most tired and the most desperate in wanting to talk to you when you’re not there. I don’t know how I continue to be friends with you when the insecurities increase and the feeling of safety slowly disappears."

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. 

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"I really needed you and you weren’t there"I’ve been through the lows and you just don’t care.
That’s fine then, I knew. In the life map, I drew. My journey separate from yours. For the best in your view. I was never good for you. Never ever good for you. 
….I have no reason to be good for you. 

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"I really needed you and you weren’t there"
I’ve been through the lows and you just don’t care.

That’s fine then, I knew. 
In the life map, I drew. 
My journey separate from yours. 
For the best in your view. 
I was never good for you. 
Never ever good for you. 

….I have no reason to be good for you. 

"It’s entirely conceivable that life’s splendor surrounds us all, and always in its complete fullness, accessible but veiled, beneath the surface, invisible, far away. But there it lies—not hostile, not reluctant, not deaf. If we call it by the right word, by the right name, then it comes. This is the essence of magic, which doesn’t create but calls."

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Kafka (via kari-shma)

I wouldn’t even be mad if my friend did this

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"No. Don’t think of it. It’s only a little segment of your life. Not even worth your time. No."