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Thinking to do and moves to make.
How does something so wonderful torture its creator by its existence ?!?!
Jesus Christ, my fucking life. It’s like a bad “karmedic” episode at 2 a.m. You can’t sleep and you couldn’t possibly watch another infomercial; so karma hands you a sad comedy. This is both funny and sad. This is a karmedic episode into my life. Here is your pilot. Decide. Continue or Cancel. >enter sad, eccentric 30 something new stay at home mom, going on 19months Post babe. Omg too much effort. Basically, stay at home mom. Got pregnant by bf. Ridiculous temp job due to the fact that at 29 w an associates degree is worth shit, not applying self yet taking no shit from assfuck employers, and has little to show for her efforts all of these years agrees to marry said Bf, of 3 yrs, who she feels that he feels like he is settling and due to “doing the right thing” they must get married, but deep down, he couldn’t really love this mess of a woman, but he has created a new life and has enough integrity to own up his actions. So, They marry. They struggle. They fight. Tears, words like knives, mistrust and shock. Some laughs, some good days. Great days. So we just had an argument. I’m no inmate. I will make my voice heard. Oh, my husband is a corrections officer. I was corrected by the corrections officer. It’s corrections officer, not correctional officer. Snooty asshole tone intended. How does something so fucking wonderful torture its creator by its existence?!?!? Please won't someone understand? How sad is a life spent with a lonely soul due to circumstance and bad decisions? Yet such a creation so beautiful it breaks you down to tears?
I would never be part of anything. I would never really belong anywhere, and I knew it, and all my life would be the same, trying to belong, and failing. Always something would go wrong. I am a stranger and I always will be, and after all I didn’t really care.
Jean Rhys, Smile Please: An Unfinished Autobiography (via wordsnquotes)
Sunshine all the time makes a desert.
Arab proverb (via wordsnquotes)
So, here you are too foreign for home too foreign for here. never enough for both.”
Ijeoma Umebinyuo, Diaspora Blues (via mysharona1987)
If you end up with a boring miserable life because you listened to your mom, your dad, your teacher, your priest, or some guy on television telling you how to do your shit, then you deserve it.
Frank Zappa (via danagray)
It's so easy to blame someone else.
Ugh, this might be me.
Sick of whiny, self-absorbed drama queens. Shut up, seriously, nobody cares.
…She had wild eyes, slightly insane. She also carried an overload of compassion that was real enough and which obviously cost her something.
Charles Bukowski, Women (via wordsnquotes)
My Pretty rock'n'roll Kisses