December 2010
The fuck..
If people can’t be open and vulnerable on tumblr without being judged, where else can we go?
Happy Birthday to me..
Happiness cannot be measured by how many items we get or how much money we spend. It can only be calculated by the relationships we share with other people and our surroundings. We believe buying more shit will make us happy, only because we are trying to cover up the true pain we possess.
So here i go, ending my fifteenth (sixteenth?) year feeling terrible still, even with all the stuff...
“Quite honestly, my objection to rape jokes is not even because I particularly...”
– http://shakespearessister.blogspot.com/2010/08/survivors-are-so-sensitive.html (via zipcodelove)
I'm there for you.
It makes me so sad when i read my friends posts on tumblr. They think no one is listening or paying attention. They think their posts go unnoticed. But I notice them, and i think about them, and sometimes i tear up over them.
We all bottle it up and hold it inside because giving the illusion of being happy is easier than admitting you’re scared and lonely. I just want all my friends to...
I'm scared to go to sleep
lookitupongoogle:
My nightmares are actually that scary. I can’t scream, I run in slow mo, I am weak, defensless and can never say the things I actually mean in my nightmares.
Everything is dark and unfamiliar. There is always a slight stench of raw meat. Screams of anguish rush at me from every edge of dream the world, people calling for help, but I cannot help them, let alone myself.
I hate...
Procrastination.
A typical topic that unfortunately applies to most everyone. It seems like this time of the year, when the nights come sooner and the morning sun never shines, is the time when procrastination takes over. People drop their homework at the door and never stop to touch it until they walk out the same door the next morning. We say we will work out but the rainy weather excuses us from it almost...