I can't sleep....
I hear the creaks.
In my head the siren rings.
The leaks are springing.
My ship it's sinking.
There are no seagulls, nor a shore.
Waves still break over dark horizons.
But my sun shines nevermore.
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I can't sleep....
I hear the creaks.
In my head the siren rings.
The leaks are springing.
My ship it's sinking.
There are no seagulls, nor a shore.
Waves still break over dark horizons.
But my sun shines nevermore.
I'm a coward when it comes to matters of the heart. That is my fatal flaw.
â Haruki Murakami
Whatever happens tomorrow, weâve had today.
David Nicholls (via quotemadness)
Fuck.
I fucked up an no one but u an me know.
I fucked up an no one but me cares.
You fucked up, an that made me want to fuck up too.
We fucked up.
Fuck.
Been a while...
Wish I could say I was better... It's easier to just say, it's been a while...
HOLY SHIT, IT WAS THE ORIGINAL ONE
MAKE A WISH
the first post ever on tumblr
I WAS EXPECTING IT TO BE A REMAKE OF SOME SORT HOLY FUCK
WHO THE FUCK KEEPS BRINGING THIS BACK
reblog this because it shows up every blue moon
I feel like I tumbled onto something important đđ đ
#get it # I just didnât put the âsâ
#also #this post was pretty so Iâm reblogging
#reblogging #notes #bitches
I didn't know it was possible to be this sad...and I'm just going down the rabbit hole....
When will I get the courage to do what I need to.....
âI wanted it so much. I donât know why I wanted it so much.â
â
Ernest Hemingway
âA man canât be raped or abused by a woman-â
âMen are physically stronger than women so they can take abuse-â
âI bet he enjoyed it-â
âMale rape is less common so it doesnât matter-â
âYouâre not a true feminist if you address male problems too-â
âTheyâre men. Theyâll get over it-â
GIVE THIS MORE NOTES AND GIVE IT MORE NOTES RIGHT NOW
THIS NEEDS ATTENTION
Wow at the notes
WHYđDOESđTHISđNOTđHAVEđENOUGHđNOOOTES!?!
MORE NOTES
âPeople who need help sometimes look a lot like people who donât need help.â
â Glennon Doyle Melton, Carry on, Warrior
my kink: listening to sad music that is detrimental to my emotional and psychological health.
Me 1000% đđ
Something to repeat to yourself in the shower:
My stories are not for everyone.Â
My stories will bore some readers. Some readers will hate them. Some wonât understand, wonât connect the dots, wonât relate to the characters. Some wonât because they canât, some wonât because they donât want to, but most wonât simple because my stories just arenât for them.
My stories arenât for everyone.
My stories are for me.
And theyâre for the readers who will love them. Theyâre for the reader who have already loved them. For the readers who will see what I see in them and feel the characters and the world the way I do. Theyâre for the readers who wanted these stories before they even knew they existed. Theyâre for the readers theyâll make smile, the readers theyâll stick with, and the readers theyâll save.
And just because my stories arenât for everyone doesnât make them worth any less to the people they are for.Â
Not everyone likes butterflies. Not everyone likes spiders. But the people who love those creatures more than anything else would lose a part of themselves if they didnât exist.Â
So no, my stories are not for everyone. But that doesnât matter.Â
Because theyâre for someone, and to that someone, theyâre irreplaceable.
âSilence is always beautiful, and a silent person is always more beautiful than one who talks.â
â Fyodor Dostoyevsky
Silence helps me so much man...it's so hard to explain people that you'd like to just be. In the silence.
âIf a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.â
â
Mik Everett
This is so true it fucking hurts......
My mom when I was in high school: But honey, if youâre in the Gay-Straight Alliance, people might think youâre gay!
Me, a bisexual:
âIt was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold; when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.â
â Charles Dickens