I am at peace. I am myself. I will never be more or less. And that’s okay with me. The people I love will accept or reject me. But, inevitably, I will be who I want to be. I cannot change their opinion of me, I can only hope that they love me enough To move past the differences in our views. I am pierced and tattooed. I love strongly or not at all. I have a goal for my life. It is...
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I think I'm finally learning
Sanity is overrated. Just a little. I’m accepting my lapses in lucidity I’m embracing my hallucinations And I’m turning them into words.
If you didn’t talk to me in high school, have ignored me on the sidewalk, and if I thought you were on the worse end of annoying, If you don’t talk to me online, and if I never found anything to really, TRULY admire about you during our acquaintance, Thank you for your time. But you are no longer on my friends list. :]
When God goes green, He takes an extra spirit, one given up a bit too early from the world. When God goes green, He reuses that spirit. Recycles it. Born again to the world in a new body. When God goes green, people will begin to say to you, at the age of eighteen, that you have an old soul. Like you’ve been around the block a few times. Like the whole vast world is a bit too familiar and...
The door swings open I hear the familiar creak and whisper painted wood against thick carpet Dear figure haunting my waking hours standing in plain sight Why do you glare menacing From those eyes that I can’t see? You are made of shadow A tall, black gauze in the form of no man I know Why did you come back? Follow me a thousand miles to my new home New beginnings tainted with...
Re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss...– Walt Whitman, Preface to Leaves of Grass (via nomakeup)
Wake up. Awful. Sore throat, stomach hurting, muscles in my neck screaming for drugs to release their tension. Jaw clenched, sides knotted Muscles folded into roses under my skin. On the morning of my last-ditch effort to save myself by coloring in bubbles with the worst shade of gray. My body has turned away from my desire. It has lost its energy. After days and days of stress and strain. My...
Haven't done one of these in a while
What size is the last bed you kissed on? …queen When was the last time you were sick? It’s been a while. Are you one of those people who are always cold? Yesss What are you listening to? Pretty Lights How many more days until your birthday? 148 Do you have any summer plans yet? Perhaps. :] When was the last time you shaved your legs? This morning Is there someone you wish you were...
Being an artist means forever healing your own wounds and at the same time...– Annette Messager (via sierrademulder)
Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss...– Eleanor Roosevelt
I write to you this morning in desperation. In sorrow and in hope. This is an apology. On behalf of all mankind, I beg you to forgive us. You are full and burdened by our foolishness and selfishness. Strained and battered by the pounding of six billion pairs of feet. We have stripped you of your beauty. Every terrain that you ever had kept as a special secret for yourself, we have uncovered....
Professor Trees is looking for someone to walk a few hundred miles along the coast of England with her daughter this summer. And I really want to do it. :]
Please, please, please go by slowly. But only after school gets out. :]
Mama always said I should make a list...
I like them tall. I’m partial to glasses and to humor I can understand. Talk just enough. At least show a little interest in me, but more in my opinions. We don’t have to like ALL the same things. I think it’s weird if we do. Open the door for me, but I can get my own chair at the table, thanks. If you ever get me anything, please make it small. I despise taking large or...
You’re only as strong as the tables you dance on.
You can’t live your life for other people. You’ve got to do what’s right for...– Nicholas Sparks (via quotewhore) (via jeannierocket) (via lisalikes) (via vivalastephanie) (via trendsandmakebelieve)
You’re gone, you’re gone, you’re gone. And I’m okay with that. I won’t see you every single day in every place where I go to relax. And your cold goodbye just did me in. I’m done freaking out over someone who doesn’t care. Good luck with your new life. You will always fail if you don’t know who you are.