thevoicethatbreaksthesilence:

so.hotttt

Laying in bed… in just underwear and a tank and I’m still so uncomfortable.
Ask me questions to keep my mind offf of itttttt

thevoicethatbreaksthesilence:

so.hotttt

Laying in bed… in just underwear and a tank and I’m still so uncomfortable.

Ask me questions to keep my mind offf of itttttt

 
I wish I was beautiful or at least wise, but I’m simply mad and violent.
Courtney Love
 

beeewalsh:

Too humid outside to do anything but look freshly fucked.

 

strandbooks:

Underlined passage, Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis, page 8.

 

beeewalsh:

I 100% blame David Foster Wallace for the inconceivable and irritating state of mind that I find our generation in. 

 

(Dissociate from touch. You’re tilting to pull the others with you. Posed shakespearean skull, we see in different pictures. You play the imperial stealing the power to waste away. You took the comfort from the lights in her soul. Projected map of the body: it’s crass, abject, colonial. You passed dis-ease presented to you at birth. Held underwater told to scream your self worth. It wasn’t good enough. Entrust the secrets to the backs of your arms. Killing the self as to protect it from harm.)

 
genderoftheday:

Today’s Gender of the day is: Molten glass being poured into a mold

genderoftheday:

Today’s Gender of the day is: Molten glass being poured into a mold

 
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