I hope this isn’t me! COMPLAINING CAN BE SO MUCH FUN D:
I hope this isn’t me! COMPLAINING CAN BE SO MUCH FUN D:
I can’t stand overly critical people. If half of what you say and/or post is down talking others, you really need to re-evaluate yourself. Life is too damn short to be finding flaws in everything. How about next time you open your mouthpiece to complain about something, you just take a second to let it go and think about how you can put some positivity back into the world instead of spewing out those negative energy vibes.
I’m sure you don’t care about how others perceive you, but you should care about how your toxic frame of mind is affecting everyone around you. How am I supposed to keep my PMA when your bad attitude is polluting my aura? DAMN.
Also, no one likes a hypocrite. Seriously, get with it or zip it.
Hey, sad eyes.
Hey, coffee house headache.
Hey, beauty.Girl with the closed mouth
and the wispy legs, girl with the
ceremonious smile, the polite
head nod of recognition,
girl with so much fight inside
she has to brace her body against it.You are a revolution.
They made a peace treaty of you
before, shut you up with war tactics,
shut you up with love.You gave that up when the blows
kept coming, when the punches
rolled forward like a thunderstorm,
when the kisses tasted of vinegar.You gave up taking what you
were given and began to demand
what you deserved.You deserve to love yourself.
Get to know your heart like a good
book. Take it with you on your travels.
Coddle it like a sad child.Hey, straight spine.
Hey, proud posture.
Hey, dignity-still-in-tact.You did it.
You won.
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this is one of those feelings you hate feeling but also to see someone else put it on a page is so goddamn exhilarating. #poetry
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Come here…or don’t.
Yeppp. “Oh, you want some kitty love? Here I come. Siiike, just kidding.”
(via cat-shaming)
yahoo just bought out tumblr for a billy.
if this joint goes downhill like facebook i’m outtie.
Please don’t start to suck. Please don’t start to suck. Pleeeeease. :/
Ted Berrigan, from Dear Sandy, Hello: Letters from Ted to Sandy Berrigan (via muscovite)
(via s0urness)
(Source: a-great-strange-dream, via catastrophik)
Richard Siken (via poemsbydes)
I feel like I’ve been walking around in a fog for the last four months. My brain is ground up mush, my body hurts, everything takes an enormous amount of energy, and I even get on my own nerves. When does the fun part start again?
24 more weeks, 24 more weeks, 24. more. weeks.