May 2012
ghost-skin:
Never make anyone the source of your happiness.
blogsecret:
I am literally terrified of everything.
If someone asks me what scares me I’ll say nothing and shrug it off, but I’m lying. I’m scared of walking across bridges in case they collapse, I’m scared of going to bed in case there’s a spider waiting to crawl all over me. I’m scared to get up and get a drink in the night in case there’s a murderer in my kitchen, I’m even scared of falling...
“Pretty girls make graves”
– Jack Kerouac (via splitsoul)
Someone be my friend :(
Sex would be really great right about now.
I'm stuck in imperial beach.
Have no WY to get home -.-
Some days
I like being single,
BUt sometimes, it would be nice to go out with someone.
stonedinsuburbia:
not reblogging things because you know someone that follows you will know who/ what you’re talking about and you can’t risk the exposure of your innermost feelings.
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I do hate the feeling.
Of finally getting the courage to ask a girl out.
Then denied.
reblog if you love drugs
delusionalskies:
if you can’t be open about things with me and communicate well with me, i’ll love you forever.
Now, that’s quite a moment i just had.
who the fuck am i? better question… who the fuck am i anymore? i’d say i’m going evil, but i fear this is worse. I think im losing my mind or becoming sane?
I feel like everything about who i am or used to be is changing. I’ve always been a tad bit quiet to the masses, but my closer/older friends know how talkative i can be. I hardly ever really talk anymore. I don’t feel like i’ve got...
Love the life you steer
Is this really living? Sometimes it’s hard to tell, or is this just a kinder, gentler hell? Currently, I am in a state of complete aww. There are some pretty incredible things going on around me, both good and bad, and my heart is bleeding for people right now. I guess the first pint goes out to myself,What ever happen to him? You know who im talking about. The cheerful kid from several years...
Weather It be in arts,science,or war.
We are all trying to make that mark in the world. As our guides we choose the ones who have left there marks before. The inventors,poets the writers the people who lived such incredible lives that we just know there names. I one day will be one of them. But you tumblr,xanga you are tools that allows me to leave a small mark for wondering travelers who need a little stimulus. People can learn...
Required Reading
Again a soft fog takes across my town, Above the rooftops its mist lays the night. “Like A patient etherized on the table”,I quote. And begin to fall into the warm comfort of it all. Comfort i took from the cats that lay tracks. The best minds of my generation will not be destroyed in madness.For we know. Again you think again, Of Jay gats and his friend.Nicked, On the bottom of a mid summers...
How lovely wetness makes the flesh
our bodies will declare when we step from this shining pool into the shining air
How lovely passion makes the lips our kiss will testify when we step from this brilliant earth
