December 2010
7 posts
I hate that feeling. The feeling when you’re sad...
sometimes
whenskiesaregrey:
i wish i wasn’t me and that i was completely different. i was a different height, weight, shape, i had a different hair, skin, eye colour. i had a different sense of humour, different taste in music. i didn’t love the same people, i had a different family, i enjoyed different things. that i was just… different.
i imagine completely starting over, leaving everyone and...
“Songs and smells will bring you back to a moment in time more than anything...”
– Emily Giffin (via runawaytrain)
January 2010
1 post
October 2009
8 posts
my BDD is getting really bad again…i cant stop picking or thinking about picking…its consuming me.
You should never say, "I love you," unless you...
(via runawaytrain)
September 2009
16 posts
The Lovers, Dorianne Laux
pieces:
sleepanddream:
poetry365:
She is about to come. This time, they are sitting up, joined below the belly, feet cupped like sleek hands praying at the base of each other’s spines. And when something lifts within her toward a light she’s sure, once again, she can’t bear, she opens her eyes and sees his face is turned away, one arm behind him, hands splayed palm down on the...
stupid phrase of the day #1
That’s the furthest I’ve ever made it down on one!
“Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredity Close (via mechanicalbirds) (via smut-to-go) (via onebadapple) (via nerdgasms)
#547
achoiceinthematter:
Someone who will have and endless poke war with me, just because.
