Weeed

Hey, I’m Bow Ace L. Johnson, I’m a non-Binary Pansexual, wanna smoke?

[1617]

Delete that old version of me in yo head. It expired

[officialaudreykitching-deactiva]

Comparing yourself to others is a disservice to your soul. There will never be anyone like you. Embrace your own path and focus on your progress.

[thoughtkick]

“Music and pain together are like salt and the burn.”

— (via emptystic)

[jasonttodd]

*comes online*

*reblogs 30 things within 5 minutes*

*fucks off again*

[minuty]

“When something bothered me, I didn’t talk with anyone about it. I thought it over all by myself, came to a conclusion, and took action alone. Not that I really felt lonely. I thought that’s just the way things are. Human beings, in the final analysis, have to survive on their own.”

—

[cxma-baby]

i want to be unhealthy. i want to be toxic. i want to lash out. i want to scream. i want you to eat your fucking words. i want you to hit me. i want you to suffer. i want i want i want. it doesnt matter what i want.

[especially]

[neckkiss]

The Basketball Diaries (1995)

[perrfectly]

[mjalti]

i wish i had the option of appearing only to the people i love, i dont want to exist to anyone else, if i have to be a physical entity, i wanna password-protect this vessel

[sss]

[moonlittmusings]

Nobody tells you how much mental illness fucks with your perception of time. How you can’t place memories right. How you can’t distinguish if something happened a month ago or a year ago. How you lose entire chunks. Weeks, months of memories just get brushed away somewhere. What you do remember just ebbs and flows together. You’re never really in the moment so you can’t ever really hang onto it.

[dont-give-a-fuck-club]

I be like “im trying my best” and then sleep 15 hours a day

[destroymylife]

[understands]

[perrfectly]

“I don’t wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your neck.”

— The 1975 (via neckkiss)

[bluemantle]

Recently my grandmother found out I’m queer. Her response was to tell me that she disapproves of me living with my “friend” (i.e. my girlfriend) and that I should give up my vile queer ways and become a Christian (Lol). She even sent me a bible.  Here are its remains, which I made into black-out poetry.

Poem 1: Bisexual (from Leviticus 19:9)— “Have sexual relations with her.  Have sexual relations with him.  Have sexual relations with both a woman and a man.  Have sexual relations with yourself. Vomit on everyone who does not respect you.”

Poem 2: Fisting (from Judges 8:5)— “water/ lap the water/ drink/go down to drink/your hands/go down/I give into your hands/go down/encouraged/down/on the seashore/the whole hand/your hand/inside/I get to the edge/and shout/grasping/crying out/Beth/Beth/Beth/Beth/Beth/God/I came”

Poem 3: A Letter to the Exiles (from Jeremiah 28:13) — “Ze said: ‘Do not let lies name you, nor harm your heart. Gather. Raise the sword against them. They scorn and reproach, for they have not listened— again and again have not listened.’ “

Poem 4: Child (from Ezekiel 16:22) — “Your father and your mother rubbed salt in. No one looked on you with pity or had compassion enough for you, for on the day you were born you were despised. Live! Grow.  I looked at you and saw you were enough.”

Poem 5: Father (from Ezekiel 16:22) — “You never adored us. You became very angry. You took some out on us. Your sons and daughters were not enough? You slaughtered— in all your detestable practices— our youth.”

Poem 6: Misandry (from Acts 27:41) — “Dangerous men should be broken.”

[fandomsandfeminism]

Fucking beautiful.