My fountain.
So sweet a name,  indeed. So soft a touch. No length of time,  will ever be enough. Thus, I pray deeply,  and in His name,  of course,   to be present completely,   and always stay the course.
-L.I.

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My fountain.
So sweet a name,  indeed. So soft a touch. No length of time,  will ever be enough. Thus, I pray deeply,  and in His name,  of course,   to be present completely,   and always stay the course.
-L.I.
Study the Word of God like your life depends on it, because it does. Proclaim the Word of God like othersâ lives depend on it, because they do.
(via worshipmoment)
And now I find myself in the wake of the disaster that was you.
-L.I.
I write the most beautifully as a broken and tortured soul. So basically, I write my best when my life depends on it.
-Lotus (via lotuses4daddy)
Expectations convert dreams into nightmares.
Renaud @renaudcr7 UTOPIA Keep Smiling (via renaudcr7)
Losing you was as hard and perplex as concealing my love for you. Friends it is then.
Renaud @renaudcr7 UTOPIA Keep Smiling (via renaudcr7)
One day Iâll meet someone who will complete my half written, incomplete poems.
Renaud @renaudcr7 UTOPIA Keep Smiling (via renaudcr7)
I fell in love with the words you spoke they made me chokegliding off your tongue like your sliver spoonyou were my moonthe lady and a tramp never meant to bebut I couldnât seeblinded by the sight of your hazel radianceyou made my heart raise Cadencemore in love with the thought of you than the thought of usit was dangerouspining after you with a heavy lustyour love was a mustif my world you walked in was a kingdomyou would be its Queenand I would be its poor little pauper trying to catch a gleam
(via jayxlouis)
Cry. And cry hard. Wipe your eyes On the sleeves of scratchy sweaters Clean your nose Pressed well into your pillowcase. Rub your skin raw Bruise your face red Until the air stings your soul. Even without layers You are still alive.
-D.K. (via doekent)
It seems to be, at least to me, that I absolutely cannot write anything moving when I am sober. Right now I am sitting in a nail salon watching a very elegant and graying oriental man do a woman's nails. There sure are a lot of people trying to get in here. I don't plan on moving. I'm coming down; my high is fleeting. I wish and wish my heart would stop beating. Nothing makes sense when I'm sober.
the smell of stale sweat
lingered
you got angry with me, said âwe didnât come here to weepâ
why did we come here
at all?
i saw your doppleganger sitting quietly, writing and wondered if theyâd treat me the same
the no bullshit guide to getting your shit together: for the lazy student
Letâs be honest: time management and organization? Theyâre really hard. Sure, at first you might feel like youâve gotten the hang of them, that youâre in control of your life. But how often have you fallen off the wagon? Procrastinated on one thing and the next moment, youâre behind in all your classes? I know that sometimes laziness feels like a part of who you are, but honestly, fuck that. Do you really want to give up your success for the disinterest of a moment?
If your answer is no (it better be no, or you really need to get your priorities straight), letâs get to it.Â
STEP ONE: BE HONEST WITH YOURSELF
âThis class doesnât even matter.â âI donât care about my grades.â âI can finish this the day before.â Sound familiar? You might feel great now, but when youâre staring down at your report card later, itâll feel like you just got punched.Â
This is a cliche, but the greatest obstacle to your success is yourself - especially the lies you tell yourself! Sit yourself down and be honest about what you need to improve on. Be as blunt as you can, but for godâs sake, donât throw yourself a pity party! Thereâs no use agonizing over what you canât change. Instead, set realistic, achievable goals, and make a game plan. Struggling with math? Go to extra help. Behind in all your classes? Stay in for a couple nights and actually work.Â
STEP TWO: STOP WITH THE FANCY SHIT
Now you know what your goals are, but maybe you want some inspiration, so you log on to tumblr and are instantly bombarded by all these beautiful, well lit shots of the most gorgeous bullet journals, planners, and notes. Impressive, right? Well, Iâm gonna let you in on a little secret: theyâre all useless! A simple phone planner works just as well, if not better, than a fancy agenda, because youâll always have it on you, itâs not a hassle to carry around, and you donât feel obligated to make it look pretty.Â
Riddle me this, where are you going to find all this extra motivation to keep prettying up your bullet journal? To write all your notes in perfect, colour coded printing? There arenât many times in life where taking the easy was out will actually benefit you, so take advantage! Stop wasting your time; get a phone planner and write your notes in your natural goddamn handwriting.Â
STEP THREE: CLEAN YOUR ROOM
Yep, your entire room - not just your study space! This one can be put on the back burner for a bit if youâre on a really pressing deadline, but I wouldnât recommend it. Iâm notoriously messy, and if I donât watch myself, Iâd find myself in dirty-laundry-and-old-notes hell. A little bit of organized chaos is fine, I even encourage it! But try working when your desk is covered in mounds of paper and you have nowhere to put your laptop â itâs just not conducive to success.Â
Keeping your entire room clean is a way to stave off stress, frustration, and even embarrassment, because nobody wants to show potential roommates how much of a mess they are.Â
STEP FOUR: ACTUALLY WORK
Yeah, I know what youâre thinking: âactually work? Who does this girl think she is?â Iâd probably think the same thing, except Iâve learned the valuable lesson of sucking it the hell up, and you will too. When you get home from work, grab a snack and work. When you have a free period, figure out whatâs due and work. Stop reasoning yourself out of work: youâre not going to finish this later, and that will be on the test. Thereâs really not much to say about this one, because itâs the step that requires the most raw effort, and youâre really only going to find that within yourself. Tell yourself whatâs at stake, and realize that, by setting the standard for your mediocrity now, youâre potentially trapping yourself in a cycle that will last for years.Â
STEP FIVE: CUT YOURSELF SOME SLACK
Maybe youâve been on top of your shit for a day, a week, or even a month, and thatâs really great. But then⊠you fail. You miss a deadline or you bomb a test. So what do you do now? Do you allow yourself to fall back into your old habits? Fuck no! Everyone fails, even that studyblr with those perfect bullet journal photos and a perpetually clean study space. Iâm going to tell you something thatâll sound really strange: you should value your failures, especially if you worked hard to avoid them. What?! Be HAPPY about failing when I actually TRIED? Yeah, you heard me right. If you donât know how to handle failure, then when you inevitably experience it, your reaction will be much worse.Â
Failing hurts, and boy, I know how embarrassing it can be. But learning how to deal with failure, and especially how to keep trying after it happens, is an invaluable lesson.Â
STEP SIX: TREAT. YO. SELF.
Disclaimer: Iâm not suggesting you treat yourself after the most basic of tasks, because please. Treat yourself when you know you goddamn well deserve it. Remember that âall work and no play makes jack a dull boy.â If all you do is study and do your homework, then, pardon my french, your life sucks. If you donât have friends, play a video game! Eat an entire jumbo chocolate bar! Indulge in whatever the fuck you want, you deserve it. Iâm someone that has trouble prioritizing future benefits over immediate gratification, so by allowing myself little pleasures, I save myself from crashing and burning.Â
Hope these tips helped, but remember to take them with a grain of salt - youâre you and Iâm me, and different things work for different people. Good luck!
Letâs play house together, like we used to when we were young. Weâll find a dinky little apartment and weâll cook dinner together and forget to eat it because weâre too busy kissing. Letâs pretend that weâll last forever.
g.e. // March 7th (via writesnsuch)
Thank you.
Thank you all so much for 100 followers. I didn't start this blog for any other reason than to vent my feelings toward my ex girlfriend and it means a lot to have so many people reading what I'm writing. Thank you all, and know that I love you. -L.I.
Into Light
I spin stories for you by night Scheherazade under veil Sleeping Beauty at the wheel before she bled and slept
I draw sketches with my tongue your ear my eager canvas
I build worlds around us in the air of this small room where forests climb, water falls and ships sail into the sun on white-tipped waves
we travel outside this winter cave into warm summer lands bursting green under deep blue sky
long grass brushes our knees dense scent of honeysuckle on the air calls of meadowlark welcome us to this haven we create
for long moments we forget all that we cannot escape
when you kiss me we will wake to fairy tale
and remember what it was to be children in summer long days stretched out before us darkness lit with fireflies and all the freedom to be wild
The second verse brought me to tears. Reminders of good memories turned nightmares.
The moment I think I'm over you, you call and I'm back to square one. I'll always be a slave to my heart, and it belongs to you, master.
Yesterday, when you decided you might still love me.