A Study Of The Human Condition

Sentient Meat

[astudyofthehumancondition]

Our Trip To Apathy

Your acceptance angers My reluctance to retreat And live in the limits you all see I'm just refusing to allow My expectations to drown In a sea of norms of how things are done Every rule needs updates Every truth needs them too Before we're all stuck burning every wound It's hard to care As the fears scream in our ear Be afraid, ignore it You could never make a change It's all a futile waste time lost down the drain I'm just nothing, fighting against the tides Hoping to end the trip to apathy we all ride

[astudyofthehumancondition]

Ever had this realisation?

[astudyofthehumancondition]

See I know my destination but I'm just not there...

[astudyofthehumancondition]

Wish I had the time for NaNoWriMo this year...

[astudyofthehumancondition]

The only time we remember dreams are when they're nightmares.

[letemsleep]

You either have a great social life and shitty taste in music, or a fantastic taste in music with barely any social life.

John Green (via lov-ely-los-ers)

Yes indeed.

[astudyofthehumancondition]

I'm just an idea nohting concrete...

[noahcznery]

here’s the deal, open your eyes, your life is a lie.

[astudyofthehumancondition]

If we have souls, they're made of the love we share. Undimmed by time, unbound by death.

Oblivion

[astudyofthehumancondition]

Silence

Keep a tight lip.

Have another thought after your last.

A second breath for each one.

Don't let it out.

Ponder.

Linger on every word.

Choose each carefully.

Phrase it right.

And watch it all be misunderstood.

[astudyofthehumancondition]

Stars

The molten gold slipped through my fingers. Solidifying where it landed. Shades of sunshine in every blob. Echoes of us in every shine. The universe hid from our desires. So purple it was almost black. An endless night trailed us. Killed by our fierce tongues, our sharp pens and slick thoughts. A tryst of inspiration. A taste of superstition. A loss of inhibition. We flew through it's dark reaches, seeking the stars. We grew, we fell, we lived. Our words marked the cosmos. You scream you love me. And it's all ours. A universe to call home, a star to fuck upon, some gold to destroy.

[astudyofthehumancondition]

Laughter

I want some Friends.

Fuckin Chandler and Phoebe,

heck even Ross.

Television's portrayals are always better.

Glossed over, smoothed out and cranked up to a million.

We'll get wasted and bask in the studio laughter.

There's never enough laughter,

when your with friends,

real Friends.

[astudyofthehumancondition]

Hollow

My life's hollow. Surface deep. Time can never rewind, And fill the depth out. I'd change it all From nothing to something. Good or bad. Level the footing. The height disadvantage that keeps me afraid, And pondering the world, Hating those wasted years, That left me empty.

[astudyofthehumancondition]

Danger

The blood stained shards and shrapnel rain down upon us. The light reflecting off each in crimson. Shading the sky in the color of our demise. With every passing moment they grow larger. The familiar took a deadly new twist. Racing to end us. We stood in silence. Our fate inescapable. Just basking in the beauty, of our impending fate.

[astudyofthehumancondition]

What do you want from me??

[astudyofthehumancondition]

Bright moments are lined with darkness

Like the tip of your tongue

Eager to please

However possible

[astudyofthehumancondition]

I am

I'm a blackened shell Seeking life a cold heart Seeking warmth She's a fire Burning me to ash a ravenous beast Devouring me whole