Give it Time: Archive

tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?

Aug 5th

I AM SO SEXUALLY FRUSTRATED AFTER TODAY!

Feb 12th

staying here when i go to england! →

Jan 16th

Jan 13th

Jan 10th

Jan 6th

Giving breath to what was compressed

Fall is a transition into brisk air: summer stole from me a love impaired. With it’s threshold strength, and lack of merrit; the days grow shorter, as the memories loose luster. How can you let go of something you never had; forget about something that you longed for, but couldn’t fully grasp? Dirt consolidates whats left of you under the dreck, it solitifys that my time with you is...

Dec 10th

“Sometimes, when the wind blows and catches my hair I feel the touch of his hand upon my cheek. Then I will smell the aroma of burning clove; burning like we had that summer unforgotten. Shortly following, my senses become overwhelmed and my mind runs away with the thoughts of yesteryear. I visualize the still shots and short scenes of a younger I, enthralled in the vanity created with...

Dec 9th

”It was not the poor countries who conqured and looted the entire continents for centuries, nor did they establish colonialism, reintroduce slavery, created modern imperialism.These poor countries were and still are its victims”. -Fidel Castro I have been reading some fucked up shit about western imperialism, and I’m really starting to feel disgusted with myself and every other person who...

Nov 28th

“But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” -William Butler Yeats

Nov 19th

Nov 14th

And I you, and I you. That was his response. “And I you, and I you.” Do you? If I was bare, tangled hair, alone- black and blue. Would you come and try to? Would you? Would you? Car sinking down, the ocean does not count it’s own. I tryed to save, would you? Nostalgic for the times we used to—And I you. I miss your body’s lines—- I never needed time,...

Nov 14th

Fresh washed hair feels good untill encountering the cold brisk air Spend all day planting flowers, next month the garden will be covered in weeds Try to be real, honest, and sincere, but one word will change the meaning and its back to introductions It’s the impulse, the misuse, the desire to understand The rain, the wind, and flying limbs I want to explain myself to you- Let me do...

Nov 14th

politicians are fucking stupid

what does rotten fish have to do with health insurance? fucking republicans.

Nov 10th

“Illic es tantum insequor , is sequax , districtus , quod defessus.”

Sep 16th

Why solitify when no object is solid? And were all just moving through a dimension that we can’t even call real. What is universally true? Can I, can I please, get some fucking insight. Hey God, whatsup. My names Kayla, yah’know they tell me I’m your kid. So I don’t know, maybe we could catch a Mariners game sometime. Get a hot dog or something. I’d really...

Sep 10th

Sep 3rd

I will dig a hole Save my pennies for a rainy day I will dig a hole Savin pennies for a rainy day I’m not scared I will build a wall Sensing trouble from a mile away I will build a wall Saw it comin from a mile away I’m not scared I’m not scared Try when your inside’s out I don’t even try, I know I have seen the best I’ll have I don’t even try I will just...

Aug 30th

He thinks I’m adorable? Well, I guess you could call it that. I don’t want anyone of these boys I’ve been spending my time with. I can’t have what I want, because the idea can no longer exist.

Aug 30th

Murphy deserves way more credit than it recieves.

holy shit, and i am stunned that there is not one bit of information on the internet about this book. ridiculous.

Aug 30th

“I had all the characteristics of a human being—flesh, blood, skin, hair—but my depersonalization was so intense, had gone so deep, that my normal ability to feel compassion had been eradicated, the victim of a slow, purposeful erasure. I was simply imitating reality, a rough resemblance of a human being, with only a dim corner of my mind functioning” — Bret Easton Ellis (American...

Aug 30th

Watch

Tommy and his damn car bomb

Aug 21st

everything is changing so damn fast

Everyones leaving to go to school, and I’m still stuck here. Can things go back two years? When did I start growing up? It’s like I have been on the same page of a book for years, reading and re-reading the context, trying to comprehend the words. But now, I have no choice but to keep reading. I don’t want to turn the page.

Aug 21st

time to go see my shrink

Aug 20th

There is just some people you will never...

I guess I’m calling him my first love, because unfortunately thats what he was. I told him he was going to kill himself, I told him if he kept it up it would be his demise. He never listened, probably because he didn’t care. He was such a smart boy, but such a troubled being. I wasted so much of my energy trying to save his life. None of it did any good. I never actually believed he...

Aug 20th

Jul 12th

693 notes

Jul 12th

I saved this as a draft on my phone last night...

The irony of this is in the fact that no one knows the thoughts compiling in my mind. No one would guess, no one could. I can read everyone in this room; I can see through their phony facial expressions and verbal implications. You won’t know, and you don’t care. But the embrace I feel when I’m so in depth in the idea of reality is more discerning than Bukowski’s best...

Jul 12th

I wish I could turn my brain off.

I hate arguing religion with my mom, I feel so guilty afterwards. But I can’t fathom the idea of this God everyone seems to be so infatuated with. Why must I put a name and a face to a being that tells me to do everything that I already know is morally correct? I just really hope she rights. I hope there is a God, and I hope on judgment day he takes her to that heavenly oasis in the clouds...

Jul 12th

Seattle

I’ll be there in a few hours. It’s going to be strange seeing all my old friends. I’m over the scene, and they’re still playing it up. /Ughg a night of terrible music awaits my ears!

Jul 10th

Classical music is inspiring.

Jul 9th

I wish I never talked about it

I should have held it in, kept it all to myself. But unfortunately, I’m not good at that. So, this is my life. I’m not bitter dear.

Jul 6th

137 notes

Note to Self: -Call things by their rightful name -Detach from the impulse

Jul 6th

“I was naturally a loner, content just to live with a woman, eat with her, sleep with her, walk down the street with her. I didn’t want conversation, or to go anywhere except the racetrack or the boxing matches. I didn’t understand t.v. I felt foolish paying money to go into a movie theatre and sit with other people to share their emotions. Parties sickened me. I hated the...

Jul 6th

they should call fireworks by there appropriate...

Like the ones that sound like screaming woman and children should be called, “Yugoslavia circa 1993”. Or the ones that sound like sniper shots, “D Day”. Calling it “Super Extreme Missal” just dosen’t fit.

Jul 5th

I Tweak

Markie: “How’s tumblr?” Me: “TUMBLRS CUTEEE!” Michael: “What’s Tumblr?” Markie: “A blog.” Michael:”She blogs….” Runs House is on and they’re talking about blogging….ironic for the convo were having. Michael: “I tweet.”

Jun 30th

These are cute, "Things to do while your bored" →

Jun 30th

I made dinner tonight. Now, there’s only one reason why I would ever make dinner; because I had nothing better to do. I’ve sat at home all day, and believe you me, I am not a home-body. It’s eating at my mental health, so I’m eating a lot of chocolate.

Jun 29th

I was following someone in Iran on twitter

thatjeffreykid: now their account “doesn’t exist” :| Holy fucking shit. That’s frightening. I mean, they could be dead. Then again, they could of just decided that blogging was a waste of their time.

Jun 26th

I need a new muse

I’m tired of the ones I have.

Jun 26th