The best thing about memories is that sometimes they creep into your mind from out of the blue. Do you remember what it was like to be 14? To be in wonder and afraid of the world all at the same time? I remember laying on that old warped picnic table, with the salty sea breeze washing over us, looking up at the stars. There were so many shooting stars that night, and the most beautiful thing...
to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything...– Ellen Bass, The Thing Is (via grammatolatry)
So maybe it was watching the “Melancholia” trailer, or reading about “Antichrist” (after hearing scathing reviews from Ju), or maybe the fact that I’m exhausted, but I am simply not ready/have the patience tonight to watch The Conversation. It is obvious that it is a movie I’m going to have to give my full attention to, and after today I’m fairly sure that...
She’s mad, but she’s magic.– Charles Bukowski (via loveyourchaos)
nostalgiedelaboue: James Taylor - Carolina On My...
Things I brought home tonight: -a razor scooter -an inflatable dinosaur -a glowstick -a Klimt picture from a magazine, I’m far too drunk and high to figure out which one.
But only the dance is sure! make it your own.– William Carlos Williams, “The Dance” (via birdouncedboughs)
it is so long since my heart has been with yours shut by our mingling arms...– e. e. cummings (via birdouncedboughs)
The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in,...– Rumi (via acorda)
Please don't say something condescending about how...
You are in no place to judge me. If you don’t smoke, that’s fine. But don’t make a passive aggressive post about how you’re above it. Anyways, SMOKE WEED ERRYDAY!
This is a post for me.
After being with friends tonight, I realized that I can be happy. I determine my happiness. I mean, I already knew that, but after being hurt its hard to remember. I know I’m not over it, but I surprised myself. I have so much more resilience than I ever knew. Besides, the best part now is that he is openly suffering and I have leverage. I get to control the situation. I’m not going...
I haven’t felt pain like this in a long time. Seems like I’ve forgotten it. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat. I’ve somehow managed to make myself sick. I’m so angry I feel like I could tear things apart. I know you don’t deserve me, but why the fuck do I still want you back?