March 2012
4 posts
February 2012
41 posts
Guilt.
I feel like a girl. Not a woman.
When shit gets hard, I convert back into that whinny, pathetic, cry-baby kid.
I need to face my insecurities and do it with some dignity for a change. Not crumble under pressure or flee at the first sign of distress.
My crippling fear of confrontation has won far too many battles. I am worth so much more than this…this gut-wrentching, hating myself...
On the train, looking at hipsters
You know, when your young you think your possessions mean everything. That they define you. But I learned quickly that shoes wear out, fabric gets thin and make-up expires. Its the love you accumulate over the years, that’s left with you in the end.
Everyone deserves this love…
valentines day got me thinking how crazy fortunate I am to have found Dean.
He came to me like a floatation device when I was drowning in the mess my life had become. This virtuous, heart felt— well lets face it— boy, rescued me.
With those big innocent eyes, the air of lonliness surrounding him and sweet, sweet, sweet singing voice, I couldnt look...
“I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the...”
– Anaïs Nin (via thenocturnals)
“Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.”
– David Foster Wallace (via uponswallows)
“One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most...”
– Sigmund Freud (via moonyogi)
Tru dat Freud
“I don’t like people who have never fallen or stumbled. Their virtue is lifeless...”
– Boris Pasternak (via misswallflower)
me: acts politely, goes to school, does homework, follows rules
parents: you're fucking out of control
“Thankfully, persistence is a great substitute for talent.”
– Steve Martin (via myquotelibrary)
January 2012
42 posts
“Worrying is carrying tomorrow’s load with today’s strength- carrying two days at...”
– Corrie ten Boom (via misswallflower)
Hate to be right...
Feeling guilty and self-righteous all at the same time.
feeling sorry for you. your life. your mistakes.
This is why I walked away.
I thought you said you’d never take any drugs up the nose?
I stopped knowing you a long time ago.
