February 2012
38 posts
Love and simplicity can say the most even when they’re saying the least, in my opinion.
I’ve always wanted to start writing notes on every piece of cash I got. To know your words are out there being read by hundreds, it’s kind of nice. To take such an evil thing and make it worth something. Whether it’s letting people know they’re beautiful, simple, or making people think. Words from a wise stranger never failed me.
Anonymous asked: You are one of the most genuinely beautiful people I know, inside and out. You inspire me to be a better, more unique person. I love you. <3
I’m just a sucky person. I wake up in the morning and lie in bed until the absolute last possible minute. I rush to get ready and end up looking not even half way descent. I make it through classes. I eat lunch with one of the very few people I’m even lucky to have crossed paths with. Yeah, he’s abnormally tall and awkward and agrees with everything I say but man is he genuine....
It sucks that the whole film process is so expensive. I really do wish I could use my Canon ti film SLR. I haven’t picked it up since october. I used to lug that thing with me everywhere. Film should be free and so should developing, because I honestly would choose film over digital photography. It just seems more pure. I’m getting my Nikon d3000 within the next week, and I can tell...
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You know how English teachers go into depth about why the curtains are blue? That’s how I am with every aspect of life and it overwhelms me. Maybe instead of thinking so long about the curtains, I need to accept that they’re blue for no specific reason and move on to more important things.
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The roads are too narrow here. It feels like you’re going to go head on with the car coming around the corner; it’s happened more than once. Well I finally got sugar so I was able to have a cup of coffee this morning. And I don’t feel so cluttered.
I feel like wind today. I could be sent in any direction and i don’t think I would mind. Is it normal to emotionally feel...
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Socializing is as exhausting as giving blood. People assume we loners are misanthropes, just sitting thinking, ‘Oh, people are such a bunch of assholes,’ but it’s really not like that. We just have a smaller tolerance for what it takes to be with others. It means having to perform. I get so tired of communicating.
I think my brother is upset or something because he’s watching laughing babies on youtube. That or he’s thinking about how he doesn’t have his own kids yet. Or maybe the guy just ran upon the videos and couldn’t put them away because a second ago he was watching politics and I mean cute baby videos beat politics by far. He’s just randomly clicking on videos now, he...
Let me tell you something, if you don’t have enough time in your life to take a bubble bath, you’re doing something wrong.
I’ve never realized how hostile a shower feels until I lighted a few candles and bathed in the dark with music playing calmly. And I thought, why are baths so foreign to me? So ancient? I haven’t taken one in years. I used to be in love with them. The...
Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.
I love the solitude of reading. I love the deep dive into someone else’s story, the delicious ache of a last page.”
— Naomi Shihab Nye
I don’t really want to talk but I don’t want to be alone. I’ve been dealing with that feeling a lot lately.
Mais les yeux sont aveugles. Il faut chercher avec le cœur.
Yelling doesn’t get your point across. Calm down and talk about it gently. I mean damn, put a little love in your voice. I don’t like being around angry people.
When this generation dies, there’s going to be a ton of inactive blogs, and they’ll all know how crazy we were.
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind.
— Shakespeare
When my body and your body lie together under a white sheet, your head on my arm, your leg thrown over my leg, the whole continent of you, the pale ridgeline of you ribcage and hip and thigh, neighbour to me, there is nothing that needs to be explained, or accomplished, the world is at rest and complete. And though, we drift apart in the eddies of the day, we will find our way back to the slight...
I look at people that have been in relationships that have lasted years and I cannot help myself but to ask “how?” I am happy and proud of all of them. Loving someone is not always easy. Beautiful, but not easy.
I sometimes think that no other human being will ever understand the crazy shit that goes on in my mind or the way I feel about everything.
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If I can tell you all my screwed up feelings and thoughts about life, and you still talk to me after that, you must be someone to keep around.
I woke up in the early hours with a feeling of absolute dread. I had woken up with such a feeling many times before, but this time it was more intense than it had ever been. The silence of the night, the vague outlines of the furniture in the dark room, the distant noise of a passing train -everything felt so alien, so hostile, and so utterly meaningless that it created in me a deep loathing of...
Oftentimes I’ll just overflow, and then I’ll need to spend a week alone and not talk to anybody or call anybody.
It’s like when you’re sad, everything is amplified and you start to think of all the other bad things in your life. A ripple effect of negativity.
I think people put a false personality to my physical appearance much too often. Get to know a person; 9 times out of 10 you are completely wrong about them.
Thinking has become a disease. Disease happens when things get out of balance.
The mind is a superb instrument if used rightly. Used wrongly, however, it becomes very destructive. To put it more accurately, it is not so much that you use your mind wrongly - you usually don’t use it at all. It uses you. This is the disease. You believe that you are your mind. This is the delusion. The...
I love sitting on my front porch first thing Saturday mornings. I like listening to the wind chimes and feeling the air against my skin. It almost feels like I’m waking up with the world, what could be better than that?
What I hate is ignorance, smallness of imagination, the eye that sees no farther than its own lashes. All things are possible… Who you are is limited only by who you think you are.
misteranthropist asked: every fucking post. relating to every fucking post hanging around on your blog. thanks for helping me express myself vicariously.
Let’s face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren’t sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square...
I am constantly longing for unknown things. My soul is constantly being pulled back and forth and I cannot rest. I want everything, I want nothing. I am a jumble, a mess, bits and pieces of cut up paper in a room full of fans. A torn up book on a windy day. Leaves being torn off of a tree during a storm. I am infinite and that’s how I will always be.
The topics of conversation that roam through my peers leaves me with no interest. I used to question their values and maturity until I could no longer stand to even participate in any thought process that is parallel to theirs. So much potential wasted away on conformity.
I find a million reasons to distance myself from people. I wish I could cross paths with someone that I genuinely connect with. Everyone chases after other things, thinks about other things, and enjoys other things. And the very few who seem to be my cup of tea end up being just distant admirations.
Beauty to me is “more than meets the eye.” It is the freckles that you try to cover up, it is the uneven skin tone you try to mask. Beauty is everything we are. The gap in betweem your teeth or the black curly hair you despise. You should appreciate the physical beauty as well as the inner beauty because you can have a perfect outter but it won’t matter without a genuine...
January 2012
44 posts
radiantgreatsea:
i’m tired of feeling.
It sucks when you are so kind and humble towards people and they insist on saying negative things about you to others. It really hurts my heart, because I have been nothing but good to you. I suppose that’s just how some people are, yet it doesn’t make accepting it any easier.
I miss having someone to talk to every night. It’s not so much I miss having a relationship, I just am itching for all of the habits that went along with it.
I want to be alone and I want people to notice me - both at the same time.
— Thom Yorke
There is never a moment that you are not on my mind.
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.”
You can make more friends in two months by becoming interested in other people than you can in two years by trying to get people interested in you.
People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a...
People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a...
My dentist once told me that letting go is like pulling out a tooth. When it was pulled out, you’re relieved, but how many times does your tongue run itself over the spot where the tooth once was? Probably a hundred times a day. Just because it was not hurting you doesn’t mean you did not notice it. It leaves a gap and sometimes you see yourself missing it terribly. It’s going to take a while, but...
