Sums up my love story. Wew.
you are my life
A very good way of going about explaining this issue. It’s good to see something positive come from Tumblr.
Fear of a Black Victim [credit]
Maybe this isn’t such a bad idea.
I don’t mind, really – people always talk. About things they don’t know and times that have long been swallowed up in space and heartaches that are entertaining and all these things they shouldn’t even bother themselves with but do – so I don’t mind.
With you, my dear, I feel safe. Maybe it’s the oddness of it all, maybe the lacking of your touch, maybe the abundance of it, maybe it’s the confusion in your drunk kisses and the clarity in your fickle sobriety, maybe it’s that I’m a million miles away from wherever anyone thinks I am, and maybe I’m just tired of love.
Or lack thereof.
And maybe, for the first time in my life, that’s okay, too.
The lacking requires filling, and yes, I need some replenishing.
In these dry hours and as my hair impales my watery eyes and as I lose myself in the melodies I am not familiar with, I’m finally okay with not being okay.
Tear me down and build me up and inhale me until I can breathe again.
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Sometimes I need to be held not because I am feeling particularly amorous, but because the state of the the world scares the living crap out of me. Sometimes I need to be smothered by skin and sweat and cocooned in sheets stained with cum so that I might shrink the world into something I can manage. Sometimes I fuck because I am fucked, because we are all fucked, and because for a short time, in the small oasis that he and I create in this bed together, there is no hate, there is only love.
The most emotional and inspirational commencement speech I’ve heard. It never gets old.
Way back 2006. Sienan days.
Anonymous said: What's your tatoo? Can you show us a picture of it please? How many do you have? Do you plan to get others in the future?
All in all, I have seven (unfinished) tattoos; where each of them either portrays sufficiently noteworthy things I have in life, personal interests, or designs carefully customized by the artist himself. [1. a Nami-swan tattoo combined with my Zodiac sign; 2. fire-water wolves that I’d love to be covered up real SOON; 3. a balance tattoo composed of four classical elements, which will permanently remain in plain B&W; 4. a Sakura; 5. a puzzle piece that I also want to be replaced by something odd; 6. THE ring me some conscience; and 7. a carousel].
Few of these pictures are posted somewhere in this tumblelog, and I apologize for not trying to look for them at all. Right now, I badly want to have my sleeve done — cover ups, filling of spaces, and retouches — before I’ll get a new one. Hay, this itch. My, my, obsessive-compulsive.>>
wrestlewithwriting said: hi jah! it's kin from xight. bakit mo tinakpan yung face mo sa picture nyo ni ashley? haha! :D i followed you by the way. high five! :)
Followed you back! Hihi kasi I look pathetic compared to her. *sighs* jk OA smile kasi ako dun. :))>>
Feel better, Tricia. Sobrang brave mo, I admire you a lot. Mimiss ka na namin ni Seth!When everything seems wrong, I learned that small victories would keep you going.
Thankful for all the good things that happened to me so far. :) Chemo session 3 in a few hours.
#fangirl-ing w Midnight Meetings’ vox. Guess who.😻😻>>
Birthday gift, anyone? D:>>
errything in this video is perf. i crey.
John Legend - You & I (Nobody In The World)
Lasso - Phoenix>>