January 2011
30 posts
“Because all we really want is someone to love—someone to stroke our hair and pay for half of the abortion, who gives us semi-regular orgasms and pretends they don’t mind when we get our period all over their bed, slasher movie style. Is that too much to ask?” -www.slutever.org.
AMAZING.
“I could die right now, I’m just .. happy. I’ve never felt that before. I’m just exactly where I want to be.”
"you are the smell before the rain, the blood in...
“These violet delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder. Which, as they kiss, consume. The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite.” - Friar Lawrence, Romeo & Juliette
UGHHH, THIS QUOTE.. <3
All these moments are lost in time but your caught in my head like a thorn on a vine, To further torment me and I wonder why.. Do I wish I’d never known you at all?
The sun and the moon and the ocean and air, so many voices but nothing is there but the ghost of you asking me why, why did I leave.
I carry your image, always in my head, folded and yellowed and torn at the edge. I’ve looked upon it for so many years but slowly I’m losing your face.
NICOLE ;: I hate Glee so godamn much. Well, I hate... →
silentlyseeingred:
I hate Glee so godamn much. Well, I hate musicals. Not the proper musicals like Les Mis, Chicago etc, but those horrible cheesey, family friendly musicals. The ones that make you want to take the remote and gauge your eyes out Oedipus style. Glee though, Glee takes shit to a whole new level. Musicals every fucking episode? No. It had potential. The jokes are funny but jesus...
Please just look. Heartbreaking.
http://www.sacbee.com/static/newsroom/swf/april07/mother/
I GOT BORED so i'm doing a different one.
day one - your facebook profile photo. day two - a photo of yourself a year ago. day three - a photo of you. day four - a photo of the last place you went on holiday. day six - a photo that makes you laugh. day seven - a photo of someone you love. day eight - a photo of your best friends. day nine - a photo of your family. day ten - a photo of you as a baby. day eleven - a drunk photo of you. day...
WRITTEN BY MY 14 YEAR OLD SISTER. INCREDIBLE.
Anonymous asked: I push a knife to my chest, never hard enough to pierce my willing skin, but there is no absence of a dull, strange heated sensation others call pain that ripples out from below the shining point. And as I sit there, death pressing against my steadily beating heart, I smile to myself. I will not kill myself, or harm my body with this soulless piece of metal- but the feeling of...
DAY 10 - WHAT YOU WORE TODAY
I AM BACK.
Anonymous asked: I push a knife to my chest, never hard enough to pierce my willing skin, but there is no absence of a dull, strange heated sensation others call pain that ripples out from below the shining point. And as I sit there, death pressing against my steadily beating heart, I smile to myself. I will not kill myself, or harm my body with this soulless piece of metal- but the feeling of power is...
