Lost In Thoughts

missfaery: I wanna be the one that brings color to your world...

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 14:39:08 -0400

I wanna be the one that brings color to your world on your darkest days.

isn’t it weird to think there’s so much pressure on you to get into a good school and be good...

Thu, 06 Jun 2013 23:13:41 -0400

isn’t it weird to think there’s so much pressure on you to get into a good school and be good looking and make lots of money and get married and have kids when eventually you’re just going to die and be left in the ground in darkness forever while worms eat your skin and nothing you did even mattered at all

greatjams: Get Lucky (feat. Pharrell & Nile Rodgers) - Daft...

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 22:37:51 -0400

greatjams:

Get Lucky (feat. Pharrell & Nile Rodgers) - Daft Punk

It really honestly sucks when you feel like you’re not good enough. When your efforts are...

Sun, 02 Jun 2013 17:21:49 -0400

It really honestly sucks when you feel like you’re not good enough. When your efforts are meaningless. I’ve done so much and come so far to not be rewarded but scolded for not being better. Everyone has a breaking point. A point where they can’t take no more, and have no choice but to give up. This is my breaking point. Each individual could only take so much.

obsessionjason: On repeat… so catchy.

Sun, 02 Jun 2013 17:16:03 -0400

obsessionjason:

On repeat… so catchy.

Depressed.

Sun, 02 Jun 2013 17:13:34 -0400

I’ve come to the realization that I am truly depressed. I can’t seem to find the fun in anything, and the constant smiles and laughters have all become fake. I can’t enjoy a single aspect of life. I’m emotionless. Drained even. All I want to be is happy, and although I’ve tried multiple ways to try and achieve this goal, I feel as if there’s always something holding me back. As strong and independent as I seem to think myself to be, I think it’s about that time when I need to accept the fact that I am truly and most definitely in need of help.

fabiolaloves: The Way - Ariana Grande ft Mac Miller

Wed, 15 May 2013 01:36:13 -0400

fabiolaloves:

The Way - Ariana Grande ft Mac Miller

brandonelias: got me up all night

Tue, 14 May 2013 03:33:51 -0400

brandonelias:

got me up all night

Experimenting.

Mon, 06 May 2013 02:07:16 -0400

I’ve come this far in life to realize that I’ve been missing out on a lot of things. I’ve let myself loose. I’m not a shy little girl anymore. I’ve opened up, and have learned how to have fun. I’m not afraid. I remember those days of over thinking every little thing I’d do, or the constant worries of getting into trouble. But lately, I’ve been forcing myself to get out of my comfort zone. Embracing my fears. I couldn’t be any happier with where my life is going.

b0nj0urrr: mouth is drooling

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 21:01:30 -0400

b0nj0urrr:

mouth is drooling

lacedwithhate: sajflkdjsaf;lkdjaskl

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 20:58:21 -0400

lacedwithhate:

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Living Like Dogs.

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 01:53:33 -0400

A dog is simple. Where are the complications? He waggles his tail, and pants all day, taking naps here and there, and stretching before he rises. He digs holes for hidden bones, and sniffs out his next target; barking at any others that get near his territory. Loyal to obedience, he crawls into his owners lap; quiet and close by. Known as a mans best friend, he follows beside, and comforts on the nights of sorrows.
I visited a little town. A place where everyone knew who you were, and noticed if they didn’t. I loved walking down the streets filled with carts as children ran around as if not giving a care in the world. Admiring the ancient buildings crafted by the hardworking hands of a human, followed by the blossomed trees of the sweet aroma of Spring. I had found a 32 foot tree with full branches and just the proper amount of spacing to feel the slight breeze, yet be shaded by the roaring sun.
Across from there, there was a long field of grass separating this town from the city. With dandelions sprouted above the rich soils of Earth, and critters of all sorts roaming about. There was a trail naked of grass that lead deep into the foreign land filled with footprints of all sorts.
So. As my desires and eagerness took over, I had walked on the long trail, picking up flowers as my adventure continued into the unknown. Photographing the beautiful scenery Mother Nature had blessed us all with, I soon reached the end where I broke off and started to make a pathway of my own. Enjoying the feel of nature, I decided to rest alongside a small bank I had encountered. I slowly closed my eyes and took a deep breath of the essences of my surroundings, only to get a strong whiff of a strange and despicable smell a few seconds later. I opened my eyes to see that a dog was only three inches away from my face panting and starring me dead in the eyes.
The four legged creature looked about 30 pounds heavy, having his tail tucked between his thin legs and a dirty brown coat as though he had tangled in manure. His ears pointed straight up, his snout was short, and he had oval shaped eyes that didn’t blink for a second.
The dog tilted his head in wonder as he plopped right beside me with no time to spare.
We both sat in silence.
Although there was no relationship, there was a feel of comfort in the company of another. Neither one nor the other wanted to move, in fear of losing the others presence. The loneliness struck, and all that was needed was the feeling of companionship.
I took him with me. This was only a few days ago, and already I had forgotten the feel of unfamiliarity.
I would like to learn how to live. To experience the fresh air and wind in my face as pure ecstasy. To show love and affection to those beside me, and give them the comfort of my presence. To have the senses to feel when someone is in need, and to forgive, forget, and to never give up the opportunity for care.

cofffeecups: “The Scientist” | Coldplay Come up to meet you,...

Wed, 03 Apr 2013 04:10:37 -0400

cofffeecups:

“The Scientist” | Coldplay

Come up to meet you, tell you I’m sorry.
You don’t know how lovely you are.

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Wed, 03 Apr 2013 04:05:07 -0400

It’s not possible to ever end a relationship with someone on good terms. One or the other gets...

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 21:20:11 -0400

It’s not possible to ever end a relationship with someone on good terms. One or the other gets hurt, and no matter how hard you try to break it to them in the least amount of pain you could cause, there’s still going to be hurt. Heartbreak. Some people deal with it by being cold, while others just accept it and completely shut down. Either way, it’s understandable, and you can’t stay with someone in fear that you’ll hurt them. Eventually it’s going to happen. Better late than sorry.

Like I’ve said before, I can’t commit no matter how hard I try.

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 03:35:08 -0400

Like I’ve said before, I can’t commit no matter how hard I try.

You can’t force feelings. No matter how hard you try, if there’s no spark there,...

Mon, 11 Mar 2013 20:19:32 -0400

You can’t force feelings. No matter how hard you try, if there’s no spark there, there’s no spark. Simple as that. Leading them on only hurts them more in the long run. But how do you look straight into someone that loves you so dearly and break their heart? How do you tell them you don’t love them anymore after all the struggle you’ve gone through to be with them? How?

Mixed emotions.

Sat, 09 Mar 2013 13:45:33 -0500

It’s difficult to try and figure out where my heart truly belongs.. I’m not sure if I’m only with him because I can’t bare to hurt him. Everything about him is suppose to be perfect. The way he treats me like a princess, showers me with care and love. His constant worries about every little thing I do, and his drive to make sure I’m unconditionally happy. But there’s something that doesn’t feel right.. I only miss him late at night, and I could care less if we’re talking, while he gives me his fullest attention. I don’t feel the sparks like I should be? Maybe I’m over thinking or I’m simply crazy. But honestly, if there was ever a point in time I called it quits, I wouldn’t know how to say it. Because he was never at fault. I don’t know if I could look at him straight in the eye and tell him goodbye. I feel like I would be shooting bullets straight through his heart. But lately, sometimes I wish I were just free. I want to live life, and not worry about anything. Maybe I’m just not ready for commitment. Just maybe.

"Before you fuck up and call her anything less than her name, before you grab her by the arm you need..."

Wed, 06 Mar 2013 22:45:20 -0500

“Before you fuck up and call her anything less than her name, before you grab her by the arm you need to know the trigger that you are pulling at. You need to know that the safety is never on. You need to know her history before you tell me that this isn’t my business. You need to know that her history is my history.

See, she and I, we come from the tribe of raw knuckled little girls who call our father by their first names and wear their mothers like bruise coloured war paint under eye. We grew thick skin before we grew permanent teeth. We learned to piece together our own families in the backyards of rented duplexes where we promised plastic faced babies better things in soothing tones that we mimicked from TV. We do not have daddy issues even though our daddy’s have issues. We have piercing eyes and promises to keep. We grew up to be nomads surveying domestic war zones with black eyeliner binoculars, always refusing to camouflage. We threw our heads back and laughed at oncoming explosions, never flinched, absorbing shrapnel, never let them see us cry.

We do not dream of boys who will save us from towers. We dream of boys with courage caked under their fingernails. Boys with hands rough enough to wipe metal tears from our faces but warm enough to mold them into stars. Boys with vertebrae strong enough to lock with ours so they can sleep sitting back to back with us and keep watch. And these are the boys, these are the boys who will find love under our armor. These are the boys who will find that we love selectively but we love fiercely. These are the boys who will learn that we love in ways that leave claw marks down the baseboard before we ever let go.

So do not think she doesn’t know how you fear her absence - you should. Your cage is not stronger than her will or her smile. Do not think you are good enough to tame her. You aren’t. And do not think you are the first to try because i have already closed your eyes and crossed your arms before your body hit the floor. And you think she deserves better than you. You are right. So be better than you.

Be thankful that she knows your name and be careful never to forget hers.

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- Rachel Wiley (via odetothemodernman)

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Mon, 04 Mar 2013 23:43:31 -0500