Feeling drunk with giddiness
When you come home at the end of the day and sit in your mind’s silence and reflect on the conversations you had and the people you spoke to some people you tell lies, stories, fake smiles, nods of the head that truly mean nothing to you, they leave you feeling weighted down, as if things were said that rotted your soul some people you sit in silence, or behind small talk and...
This sick sadness Starving for response I would rather drown and sleep In a peaceful liberated state ——————— Break out of this funk because you aren’t alone You aren’t alone you aren’t alone you aren’t alone Separate yourself from the termoil Transcend from emotional ropes all torn up and bloodied because there’s more to you than this weak selfish pattern...
You planted this seed in my chest, And fertilized it with your lovely thoughts Watered it almost everyday with those crystalline stream stares And it germinated with my dreams, fantasies, hopes and it grew up around my beating heart Snuck its branches into my veins, lungs, tendons Crawled up my throat and wrapped around my central cortex From my spinal cord Then it sent thoughts of you...
I just want to pull you into my arms Stare long into those poring eyes Trickle my fingers down your lovely sides Feel the nuance of the space from your ribs to your hips Absorb the fire kept in your chest and move and dance to the rhythm of your mental stratosphere The chords and tones that escape from your lips betray its loveliness Oh lordy to taste the melodies that flick off of your...
It would be so much easier if you told me to fuck off to just shut up jut said leave me alone you’re so dominating irritating obnoxious it would be so much better for my mental state in the long run if you found someone, took pictures with her, posted them on Facebook it would nip it the bud early if you just got sick of me if you didn’t really like me if you were just being...
Returning to the internet to vent my feelings and regrets Hello there thirty six of you that I left hanging, no adieu Your names and pages have all grown and I’m still frozen and unknown In digital fandom, realistic tandem dorky rhymes dance off from the top of my head to the tips of my fingers I’m not so angsty anymore I’ve made more art than I did before My lungs are...
unhealthy food makes headaches go away what a concept i wonder who i could have learned that from without my dad oh yeah Zane i need to stop judging people so harshly because i get it i guess it’s out of my fear of being judged by other people but really it’s because there’s nothing else i have to say but i’ll be alone if i say nothing that’s the other thing...
lovely people make me happy finals week make you tweak abstain from drugs but boyfriend hugs don’t stop the stress from pushing you to your best but your health gets less good bler i like coffee a lot i like coffee a lot
hi, um. this is zane.
celine, i love you.
girls who make Facebook statuses about love but the longest relationship they’ve had lasted a month and the girl who made you think this llikes your status immediately after you posted
It’s hard not to cry when you realize how beautiful your life is
My mother may be an evil bitch but at least the people I try so hard to love are starting to love me back. Having friends when you need them is pretty cool I want this to keep going this way
don’t use the poetry be a tool for your popularity don’t let the paint class eat your feelings through broken glass you had to recreate the light manipulate your sight see it exactly as it is so your let your imagination take a turn for the worse cleaned up your heart and waved goodbye to the hearse as it pulled out of the McDonalds parking lot I waved goodbye his back was turned...
where have we gotten to what happened here when did we lose everything we held cear when did we lose everything we held dear WHEN DID WE LOSE EVERYTHING WE HELD DEAR WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED ~ fuck all of this, I’m gonna be happy
i poop out my problems
i just had sex
Getting a tattoo is a fucking struggle
can’t go to sleep tis the season to pour over dresses online preparing for what you wish you had the money to buy for formal
I CAN’T KEEP FUCKING DOING THIS
I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness,...– Charles Bukowski (via chanelbagsandcigarettedrags)
just let me cry here for a moment
creepingivy: Hi, this is what I look like. every time this GIF is played, an angel gets its wings
and we attach meanings to months like measurements of weather will give some sort of meaning to our feelings all i feel is colder in the mornings but somehow it feels special to me too
tell me I’m not allowed to hate myself pull down a listof morals off of the shelf in order to inform me the proper way to make me into a christmas elf only every day I will labor away to create money mental decisions bullshit in order to roll disorder onto a big cake of which everyone partakes lined with nitroglycerine words beginning with ‘all’ ‘everyday’...
Spin the pen across my skin painful tweaks to make a beautiful scene strobe lights play in my eyes but my brain is moving too slow to folloWfLiCKKKERSHOW starlight star bright first star I see tonight I wish I may i wish I might Make sweet love to the strange lovely look to this night Edibles are tasty and I like to poop it makes me feel rejuvinated. lol haha fart
maybe if you found my carvings in the trees and read them aloud they’d come back to life be proud of the pictures they might have portayed to you casting different shades of blue blue eyes short hair big butt but but.. i want to be more than that but you keep reciting rap lyrics there’s something greaters than pussy and gats I’m telling you! i’ve seen it it’s there...
I can smell the bullshIt a mile away
oh my God i hate being surrounded by people and having everyone get in my face I’m going to marry someone with a family that takes holidays seriously so I can have an excuse to never see these people again
let me see your lovely smile
and fuck you for having to criticize and issue your opinion on everything! Just eat a dick
fuck you fuck you for screaming at me to make yourself right fuck you for never knowing how to take care of me fuck you for cheating off every single Book a Day when you know I don’t believe in cheating when you know I think you’re being lazy when you know I work fucking hard for what it’s right and your flick it down with a smarmy comment and an ‘I love you’ fuck...
WHAT IS THE POINT TO ANY OF THIS WHERE IS THE MEANING
i don’t know what it is i’m searching for anymore
i want to feel happy who are you
facebook tells lies everyone is “loves you” but you’re so lonely weird faces hide your beautiful smile
zane is a slut l
what am I supposed to say none of this bullshit seems to stick to my mind and teach me how to pray nor show me the way to the rainbow center of yin and yang where i can dive deeply find something new weekly rather than swimming forward and back from white to black from silly fights to hackie sack in Shiv’s back yard and it switches between being a lonely shard of honesty and the picture...
Dear world, Get laid.
Burning prickles of bitter smoke invading your tongue, throat, head, lungs, stomach, being collapse under gravity my body normally hides to flatter me and let me think I’m higher up than I actually am Head spinning, heavy Oxygen can’t get in so instead it presses into your skin gravity no control check the bowl nothing left sweet success as your breathe out your victory...
waking up fucked up is one of my favorite things kick started periods and head aches that make every voice ring and echo over and over again as you pop 3 advil not enough 5 advil put on your pretty clothes and get ready to go take your PSAT sips of coffee keep me feeling like a superhero but my body and soul both know i’m so fucking human and that’s why I’m going to become a...
i just wish it all meant something i just wish i meant something
it's amazing we've made it this far
Dear Tumblr, I’m sorry for never putting real poetry on you anymore. But I feel like shit today. So instead of pretending to like people, I’ll invite Jack over and see if he wants to help me build a couple bookshelves, take out my dumb desk, and buy a hammock.
There’s this new option on Facebook that asks how well you know a person when you add someone and it’s either “Acquaintances” or “Close Friends” but we all know that’s total bull. It should be “Other kids in my classes that I make eye contact and weird faces with”, “My friends’ crushes”, “Hot guys from school”, and...
i wish all of the people I don’t give a fuck about would update their status at the same time so I could delete them comfortably
1. Every time I look at my ex’s facebook page, it has that bar that shows photos of you together and the most recent ones are the pictures we took together before Winter Formal. It’s really depressing in the way where there was so much emotion between then and now, you choke on it as your mind sifts through the files that take you back to that time. 2. All of my art from freshman year...
see, if I actually talked to people i could have a rad fucking birthday party but no, just going to OFWGKTA and being lonely, probably crying in my room because I have no friends and my boyfriend will be off skating with little skater friends and being lonely and all with no friends NO FRIENDS