December 2011
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It’s so typical and expected of you to come out of the woodwork now that it suits you well. I have always been that option to you and I refuse to allow it to happen once again. I am not merely here to tune when it suits you. Not a friend you can possess when it suits you, or when it doesn’t. You always preached and never practiced. A downfall I fear is your evident trait. One I am sick...
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I really want to go back a few hours when it was humid, and go into my room, lye on the floor and listen to music through my headphones and feel content. I love doing that so much.
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My arms around you
and your legs tangled in mine.
This, is where I’m home.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
zoos are becoming facsimiles - or perhaps caricatures - of how animals once were...
– michael j. fox (via boldnative)
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4:13 takes me away. I love that it has the exact same affect on Grace and neither of us can ever articulate how wonderful it is. Brilliance.
Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.
– Buddha (via dealll)
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You are not nearly the person you were. I can no longer find a place inside of me for the changed you. The change you have made so abruptly and violently, without a conscious thought directing you. Now, finally, is the beginning of the end for it all. Finally, victory; for me.
So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he...
– Dead Poets Society, 1989 (via apophises)
Anonymous asked: if you'd stop making silly duck faces you'd be very stunning!
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29122O11
Next month could not come any sooner. Four days away from everything with a group of fantastic people, good vibes/music, and fun; then a few days after I turn eighteen and I’ll be having my family and wonderful friends over at my house to party with me!
I don’t think that bringing in the new year could be any greater! PMA.
We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed...
– Charles Bukowski (via yunzi)
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It’s boxing day, which means I have four hours of work with customers who turn into animals for cheaper clothing, wah. It’s freezing and I am finally feeling tired at two thirty in the morning; what a drag. I’m going to put more clothes on, wrap myself up into a cocoon with my blankets and hopefully fall asleep close to when I get into bed. P.s., don’t follow optimuslynch,...
And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn’t really change the fact...
– The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via yourcerebellum)
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hyb: amourstatique: I like you when you are quiet... →
amourstatique:
I like you when you are quiet because it is as though you are absent, and you hear me from far away, and my voice does not touch you. It looks as though your eyes had flown away and it looks as if a kiss had sealed your mouth. Like all things are full of my soul You emerge…
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope...
– Neil Gaiman (via quercetum)
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I want to find new flaws in people, and accept them. I want to find out what traits a person holds, and point them out to that person in display of appreciation. I want that sick feeling back. I want to feel mezmorised by the way your smile works, the way your lips and mouth move. How you walk. I want to study the way your thought pattern makes you the person you are.
I truthfully want to get to...
xotaliarose:
Moods like the weather.
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25122O11 - Merry Xmas!
Today was a real nice day. My Uncle came over, and so did a family friend! Andrew let me drive his LX Torana and I was so over-whelmed! I am so glad to have been able to drive one of those beasts, and being in the back seat when Dad gives it a little bit of a thrashing! A tree on out nature strip broke during the intense hail-storm and just missed hitting my Uncle’s few week old SS VE Ute....
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Oh god, he is the one for sure. Oh god, he is the...
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thebeautyinsinkingships:
Why won’t you ever know that I’m in love with you? I’m in love with you. You, soft and only. You, lost and lonely. You, strange as angels, dancing in the deepest oceans, twisting in the water. You’re just like a dream..
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The endless amounts of words I have left unsaid I am now sure would have fallen upon deaf ears. I am sure that heart felt, emotion filled passages to you would merely be nothing but text or few short wasted breaths. There is nothing that has broken me consistently or more than this.
Trying to articulate what runs through my head and what I feel when the blood is circulated through my veins is...
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hyb: onlinejournals: For days I wrap myself in... →
onlinejournals:
For days I wrap myself in your stolen words, in your hidden moments, captured and wrestled into my world. I want to respectfully stand on the side of your home, with an arm and my head sticking in through a window, glimpsing and feeling blindly, roughly at all of the…
The worst loneliness is not to be comfortable with yourself.
– Mark Twain (via slychedelic)
Do you know what you are? You are a manuscript of a divine letter. You are a...
– Rumi (via moonhymns)