February 2012
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he wore a torn shirt so thin and dirty it was almost mistaken for being see through. it was a cold winter night but he did not feel cold at all for the darkness in his soul was no match against the weather. it was raining as the clouds cried for his sorrow soaking his clothes which clung to his skin. he crawled into an alley for shelter and curled himself up into a ball and hoped to find some...
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ericnooyen:
Never can you force yourself to stop falling in love with somebody. Remember that your mind is voluntary but your heart is not. Your heart acts on its own and it will not stop until you acknowledge your true feelings. Feeling in love is only natural. It’s pointless to force it to stop, that only brings suffering brought upon yourself.
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in-consistent:
I feel like people have gotten so used to hiding who they are because they’re scared that they might be “monsters” to others to the point where— you hide yourself for so long that when you go back to find yourself you don’t even know the real you anymore because you left the real you in the dark for too long. And it’s sad because then nobody bothers to look, and they don’t realise...
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ugh, what a horrible sunday. i have so much projects and work to get done. and just the thought of going back to school makes me nauseous.
Me at 12: Oh my god, who actually types without any proper grammar like that? >_< They're such preps and losers. I can't believe I'm smarter than someone older than me. D:<
Me now: yo gurl wassup u pretty sugoii today
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i feel like my life is at a standstill. Nothing gets accomplished, and no progress has been made. in the back of my mind, i know for a fact that life is slowly drifting by quickly and the amount of opportunities are slipping away from my fingertips. and yet, i’m not doing anything about it. i don’t know what my priorities are. and at this young of an age, i don’t blame myself....
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i love finding new singers unexpectedly. especially if their music is good. it’s like discovering a treasure and you wonder why you haven’t found them sooner.
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it is 4 AM in the morning and i am up trying to finish my break project and am also currently having a karaoke in tinychat.
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you constantly have your mind set on being something you’re not. you’re perfect the way you are.
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mom, i’m so sorry. you deserve so much better. i’m sorry i’m like this. i can’t help it. i do what i do because .. i’m just depressed. i’m hopelessly lost and right now i’d do anything just to escape. maybe that’s why i’m so stupid. maybe that’s why i’m such a disappointment. maybe that’s why one mistake just leads to another....
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I guess there's no point in deleting a number that...
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i wish i could regain that motivation i once had. i was never depressed cause i kept my mind so occupied. i always wanted to try new things. i had the curiosity of a child. i wasn’t afraid to make mistakes. i tried drawing. i tried playing piano. i basically tried new things and i got such a thrill not from doing these things, but the fact that i was trying something new. i was never good at...
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i kinda miss having a colored blog .. =n= im actually considering making a 2nd account just for it haha.
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mosby:
i wonder if there’s someone who wants me to follow them really bad
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secret-caves:
Safe and Sound | Taylor Swift...
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distinction:
I feel as if I’m getting even more socially detached from my friends, especially since I’m transitioning into the Tumblr community. Though I do hold a place for my school friends in my mind, they just don’t seem to understand me at all. Not as if people on Tumblr know me completely, but at least they’ve gone past the starting point.
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“A person who thinks all the time has nothing to think about except thoughts. So...”
– Alan Watts (via rabbitinthemoon)
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there are so many things that i want to fix about myself that even surgery or time can’t fix. and it’s so frustrating knowing that you’ll live with these personal burdens for the rest of your life. it’s in my skin. it’s part of who i am. and yet, i can never truly accept them. why?
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why do people question everything i do. why can’t anyone mind their own business. i will do whatever the fuck makes me feel confident. and if you don’t like it, that’s your problem. i don’t see why you should go out of your way and try to strip away something that’s been a part of me for awhile now. you say i’m not normal? no one is. normal in your eyes can be...