January 2012
I do not know what to do
Anonymous asked: Oh so you can dwell on a failed high school romance always and forever. Yes.
Going to Rocky Horror tonight at midnight, and...
The dichotomy is a little bit much.
But hey, at least you wear black to both of them, right?
Except, I probably won’t wear these fishnets to the funeral.
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You are a waste of space.
Fuck off, get out of my head for good, go away forever. I am tired of these dreams, I am tired of these memories. They should never be remembered.
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Sea Of Love // Cat Power
My dog is keeping me company this evening.
It has been two years since things have been okay.
Never before have I been so sad, angry, confused, and overall despondent, and I am very tired of it. I feel like I am driving in fog constantly, not clearly able to concentrate or see or think. I wish more than anything that I had not been in that relationship. I did not used to have regrets. I do now.
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I hate you so fucking much.
The more hopeless you were, the further away they hid you.
– Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via serialstranger)
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… It is unbearably painful
For the soul to love silently.
– Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems (translated by Judith Hemschemeyer)
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Donated blood this afternoon. Felt like I had done...
Why world, why?
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Given the opportunity, I think I would sleep every...
What to say? That the end of love is a haunting. A haunting of dreams. A...
– The Powerbook by Jeanette Winterson (via thechocolatebrigade)
I wish we had never been together. I wish I had...
Nothing has ever hurt like this.
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The last 48 hours have been absolutely terrible.
I am not sure what to do anymore
Fuck everything, I am done.
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If Death is your lover, you don’t ever have to be afraid that he’ll leave you
– Francesca Lia Block (via epurazione)
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I can't handle this anymore. Every single thing,...
All I tried to do was be a good human being, and now I am paying for it in heartbreak and sadness and anger and I am so, so tired.
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This week can kiss my ass.
Let it be over soon.
8.
I invite the whale that ate my mother
to my party. I build a birthday cake...
– From “The Whale” by Zachary Schomburg (via prettierinthedark)