February 2012
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I guess some nights I don’t know how to love; my body forgets the easiness of it and my heart strains against it. And some nights I’m unsure about our future, unsure if we’ll really pull through or if our flame will die out like all the other fires that surround us. You always said we were set apart from the rest of this angry world, but some nights I think we’re just...
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Yesterday I had one of these days that make me not want to be independent or responsible or productive for the rest of my life. Yesterday was a day full of ~ a bed for two, kisses for two, a nap for two, a picnic for two, a movie for two, a lazy workout for two, mac-n-cheese dinner for two, and two very snuggly couch potatoes. Yesterday there was no work, no school, no cleaning, no studying, no...
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Yesterday was awful and I ripped and teared at my skin to give my soul some air to keep myself from suffocating but it did no good. I huffed and puffed and begged the oxygen for peace but it was to no avail. And after it all, after the rivers had been drained from my body through the valleys of my eyes, I was quiet I was lost I am broken.
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“And then you try to remember at what point it all began. And you discover it...”
– Three Meters Above the Sky (via slekes)
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Another day in the house alone with no plans.
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I really hate how people are like, “oh my god fuck dubstep and electro its just pressing buttons it is the ass of all music and every single one who listens to it is a retarded douchebag lol.”
~~~Except, if those people actually were open to listening to some of it, they might be able to appreciate it for what it is. Sure, a lot of it is horrible and not great at all, and certainly...
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“Making love with you
Is like drinking sea water.
The more I drink
The...”
– Kenneth Rexroth (via fernsandmoss)
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I think my unconscious mind is beginning to mix dreams with reality, setting me into a horrific state of being. My nightmares are depressing me.
“The first question I ask myself when something doesn’t seem to be beautiful is...”
– John Cage (via elige)
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We’ve lost our lust for imagination and smothered it with blankets of smoke, drowned it in bottles of liquid, suffocated it with handfulls of pills.
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“A kiss for sweet dreams, A kiss to protect you from the boogeyman, and A kiss because I love you.”
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“I want to make Romeo jealous, I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our...”
– Oscar Wilde (via xoxacocl)