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Kudos to the New Yorker on publishing a cartoon that’s funnier than anything we’ve ever posted
Old pic but still the same art kid vibes. I never take pictures of myself anymore
Time to Delete
I think I’m going to delete this account once and for all. It holds a lot of old feeling that’s aren’t relevant anymore. I don’t regret anything on this account but I feel it will be good to move on.
Life is looking up
Kill me
I feel nothing. My chest is tight yet empty and I’m exhausted. I’m so fucking tired of all of this and this fucking life. It feels like I’m wasting away into nothing for fucks sake.
Tired of feeling tired. Tired of the constant anxiety. Tired of feeling pointless and out of place.
Can’t help but think how easy it would be to fall back into my depression. Just sleep the days away ya know, doesn’t sound too bad right now.
Don’t really know what to do with myself or where I belong. Everything feels so strange to me.
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No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though.
I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.
Clementine von Radics (via perrfectly)
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One.
You see her for the first time and she’ll walk right past you like you are a crack in the wall and she is a skyscraper with her head so high in the air and when you can’t sleep you’ll think about the way her eyes strayed into yours for a moment too long before breaking away and disappearing into the crowd of people.
Two.
She’ll look both ways before telling you she loves you under her breath and when she hugs you her eyes scan the empty room as if the walls had eyes and ears and mouths that could give you away.
Three.
When she’s curled up on your lap shaking with mismatched breaths you’ll wonder how someone who looked like she carried mountains on her shoulders could crumble so easily in your arms like the tornado in her mind finally hit her and knocked her off her feet.
Four.
In half-light she’ll run her fingers over your arms like she is reading words carved into your skin, binding them together into the perfect metaphor and you’ll hear it playback in your head at 4am when your head runs wild with thoughts of her.
Five.
You’ll find a safe haven on rooftops and abandoned rooms where she’ll set fire to your insides with hushed breaths between kisses planted perfectly on your lips and make you wonder how dangerous it is to play with wild flames while your body is made of paper.
Six.
You’ll stare God right in the eye and tell him that if loving her was a sin then you want no place in heaven with him because the way her lips fit perfectly on your neck is a type of paradise you’ll never forget.
Source: rbcages
lost
I want to just get up and leave. i want to pack my bags and just go explore. There’s this gigantic world out there that I haven’t even seen. I feel so trapped where I am now. Everything just seems boring to me. I would love to just load up my car and start driving and see where I end up. If I end up starved and homeless then so be it. I just feel like there is so much more out there for me to do and its killing me. I don’t like living in Alabama and I never have. People say that ill be able to go where I want once college is over but who even knows if that is true. I don’t know how I would do it or if I even could, but I just want to go.
Some people seem so content living their everyday lives without a second thought and I just don’t get that. I want to explore, I want to discover the world for myself. I want to meet good people and have once in a lifetime moments. I want to create unforgettable memories with strangers. I just feel like something is missing from my life but I can’t put my finger on it. Most of my everyday things just feel pointless and meaningless. i just feel like I’m being groomed only to be fed into the system of this country and I’m just gonna get spit back out at the end once I’ve met my required duties. That sounds so fucking obnoxious and like I’m trying to sound like some smart fucker, but I’m not. I’m just an 18 year old girl thats fucking tired and does not know where to turn. I really just don’t see the point in much right now. People try to convince you that that’s just what college is in the beginning and soon you’ll find your place, but what if my place is far away from here? What if I missed a step along the way? I feel like I have so much more potential than that shit I’m doing now. I’m not trying to sound like some pompous ass, but I feel like I could offer the world so much fucking more. I’m an extremely caring individual and that has to mean something. I’ve been beaten down my entire fucking life yet I’m still going strong and doing whatever I can for those around me, that must mean something. I don’t even know what I would do with all of this, but anything is better than what I’m doing now. It all feels like one big waste.
I don’t really know what to do. No matter what there is a weight still on me. I want to get all of these feelings out but i don’t know how. I keep talking about it but nothing is helping. I am so fucking hurt it is just not even funny. I’m still in shock about all of it to be honest.
I just never thought he would be the person to hurt me like this. What did I ever do to deserve this? I trusted him. I believed in how he felt about me but i guess that was wrong of me. When someone says they love you, you don’t expect them to turn around and fuck you over like this.
He would always say “you’re the only one for me”
“I am going to marry you one day”
“you are the love of my life”
“I just want you to be happy”
Well all of those are just fucking lies. If any of that was true I wouldn’t be crying because of the shit you have done.
Two fucking years built on absolute shit. I had my doubts at times, but I always came back around to defend you and this is how you repay me. I just don’t get it.
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He hongry
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Underground
Limbo
I just kinda feel alone no matter where I am or what I do. It just kinda sucks that the one weekend I come home it seems as if nobody really has the time for me. I know that may sound selfish, but I can’t exactly help how I feel. Honestly, my dog has probably been the most excited about me being in town.
Not my normal post, but this is a typical summer night for me
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miss-jazz-complementarian
FREAKIN BEAR IN THE BIG BLUE HOUSE.
*cHOKES ON DRINK*
Source: babyanimalgifs
netflix-cxnt reblogged
One.
You see her for the first time and she’ll walk right past you like you are a crack in the wall and she is a skyscraper with her head so high in the air and when you can’t sleep you’ll think about the way her eyes strayed into yours for a moment too long before breaking away and disappearing into the crowd of people.
Two.
She’ll look both ways before telling you she loves you under her breath and when she hugs you her eyes scan the empty room as if the walls had eyes and ears and mouths that could give you away.
Three.
When she’s curled up on your lap shaking with mismatched breaths you’ll wonder how someone who looked like she carried mountains on her shoulders could crumble so easily in your arms like the tornado in her mind finally hit her and knocked her off her feet.
Four.
In half-light she’ll run her fingers over your arms like she is reading words carved into your skin, binding them together into the perfect metaphor and you’ll hear it playback in your head at 4am when your head runs wild with thoughts of her.
Five.
You’ll find a safe haven on rooftops and abandoned rooms where she’ll set fire to your insides with hushed breaths between kisses planted perfectly on your lips and make you wonder how dangerous it is to play with wild flames while your body is made of paper.
Six.
You’ll stare God right in the eye and tell him that if loving her was a sin then you want no place in heaven with him because the way her lips fit perfectly on your neck is a type of paradise you’ll never forget.
Source: rbcages
There's a whole world behind those eyes