March 2012
8 posts
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“The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so...”
– Alan Watts (via extraterrestris)
“I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me...”
– Charles Bukowski (via thechocolatebrigade)
Me, myself, and I; forever and always.
February 2012
193 posts
No one gets us and I like it that way. I’m happy so no need to leave stuff in my inbox little anons
Excited.
Working only 3 hours today, watching Space Jam with Robbie, meeting up with Elle and Caitlin later I hope, then cleaning my room until it looks pretty and welcoming again. Spending all afternoon tomorrow with my mom and then going to see my nephews and my brother:) its going to be a good two days. Then ruined by work all weekend:( oh well!
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real eye zay shun
“Never love anyone who treats you like you’re ordinary.”
– Oscar Wilde
mols:
I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and saw them crying in their bed at night or singing in the shower or humming quietly to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street. And even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think, after...
Hypocrite. Regret. I want to sleep.
It’s so funny to me that someone can be such a great person to everyone and helps everyone out as much as they possibly can but let that someone fuck up once and make one mistake, they’re shunned for life. No one ever looks at the good. Not even me half the time.
When the going gets tough, give up.
It isn’t fucking fair
“We’re always looking for ways to ease the pain. Sometimes we ease the pain by...”
– Grey’s Anatomy
Everyday is progress.
Outta sight, outta mind.
A lot of my thoughts I can’t even process into words. My own being cant even reach the ones in the back of my head anymore. There’s no sorting and no understanding to any of the things I think. Thats the bother to me, knowing they’re there just piling up, day after day. And yet I can’t even grasp them. I can’t make sense of a lot. I don’t know what to do or why...
“I am not interested in the future and l don’t believe in it. First of all, l am...”
– Yohji Yamamoto, Notebook on Cities and Clothes (via bloodisthenewblackk)
