January 2012
Cuz my bright is too slight - to hold back all my dark.
I feel the sigh of my life escaping my bones.
“She was more than human to me. She was a Fairy, a Sylph, I don’t know what she...”
– Charles Dickens (via hoodoothatvoodoo)
All the things I haven’t done. The things I chose to ignore. To protect myself, my head. What’s it worth? Its easy to define and defend it when you look it in the eye.. when you feel it beneath your skin. But when it really comes down to it.. when I’m alone and calm and reflective..
We only have one life
And mine is being wasted. Deteriorated.
When all is said and done, when...
Did you grow up lonesome and one of a kind?
i know i fucking chose this, but my arm is killing me. not to mention i’ve developed a ridiculous bruise on my inner bicep, and it’s radiating a temperature close to 700 degrees.
One of my best friends got engaged last night. She told me she wants me to be a bridesmaid. I can’t believe it.
What a beautiful person. Here’s to a beautiful life.
she’s a thunderstorm
since the day she was born
and she beat beat beats
like the heart of war.
RUMINATING.
“If they don’t need you, it’s okay. You do not live for other people.”
– Kyo (via chrysanthems)
today i learned that the obviousness of my public displays of misery, in my eyes, are not so obvious to anyone else. is it true that you see all your faults under a microscope, where others may never look? or even care.. i beat myself up for my incredible lack of ability to control myself, but it may just be the thoughts that explode.. that no one can tell what’s happening.
the last few...
i slept until 2pm on purpose.
My heart just broke.
