January 2012
6 posts
The thoughts you keep locked away in the middle of the night are the worst. Eating at your soul keeping you awake and always wondering why. When all you want to do is sleep. Hoping that you’re special enough for someone on this insignificant electrode of a planet. Whoever you are I want you to know that you’re special to me whether you’re an enemy, a stranger, or my very close...
It is usually futile to try to talk facts and analysis to people who are enjoying a sense of moral superiority in their ignorance.
“Consider again that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you...”
– Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot (via crookedindifference)
December 2011
33 posts
“People want pretty much the same things: They wanted to be happy. Most young...”
– Nicholas Sparks, Nights in Rodanthe (via simplysinning)
Why don't nuns wear bras? →
because god supports everything
last year I asked santa to bring me the sexiest... →
…woke up wrapped in Christmas paper under the tree…
When I leave for school in the morning
Me:
My Bed:
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never throw away love just because things aren’t going great, love is meant to hard, difficult, if you’re expecting love to be superficial like in movies and television you’ve already set yourself up for a path of loneliness.
truth is
no one really knows why good people die.
“Love - the infatuation kind - ‘he’s so handsome, she’s so beautiful’ - that can shrivel. As soon as something goes wrong, that kind of love can fly out the window.
“On the other hand, a true love can enrich itself. It gets tested and grows stronger. Like in Fiddler on the Roof. You remember? When Tevye sings ‘Do You Love Me?’?”
...
Because when the world quiets to the sound of your own breathing, we all want the same things: comfort, love, and a peaceful heart.
I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh.
November 2011
3 posts
nova
October 2011
1 post
“Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but...
August 2011
10 posts
What are you doing here? What do you want? Is it music? We can play music. But you want more. You want something & someone new. Am I right? Of course I am. You want ecstasy Desire & dreams. Things not exactly what they seem. I lead you this way, he pulls that way. I’m not singing to an imaginary girl. I’m talking to you, my self. Let’s recreate the world. The palace of...
“Roses in the hospital Stub cigarettes out on my arm Roses in the hospital Want to feel something of value Roses in the hospital Nothing really makes me happy Roses in the hospital Heroin is just too trendy
Roses in the hospital Try to pull my finger nails out Roses in the hospital I want to cling to something soft Roses in the hospital Progressing like a constant war Roses in the...
People fear death even more than pain. It’s strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Yeah, I guess it is a friend.
