I am an old person and tumblr is the porch
And I love it here.
still here
im bringing the iced tea

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Janaina Medeiros
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Not today Justin
occasionally subtle
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todays bird
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art blog(derogatory)
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@logger-up
I am an old person and tumblr is the porch
And I love it here.
still here
im bringing the iced tea
my laugh will be lightning
my arms a swirl of leaves
my chest a strong cloud
which vibrates perfectly
my eyes will be the night
my mind a starry form
and my voice a trembling sea
when i return as a storm
Might as well use this ghost town as my poetry drop
a nameless ending
they didn’t tell me
how lonely it’d be
if i didn’t call myself “victim” or “survivor”
i had no clue
reactions could be so cruel
if i decided instead to grow higher
not because there is anything wrong with those titles
they just don’t belong to me
and they didn’t understand why i refused to endure the trials
and they cried when i let him walk free
What the FUCK is up Tumblr
I pressed play to my old MySpace playlist and scrolled to the very bottom of my blog here. Besides the cringe military love posts and the endless pictures of Zac Efron (far more than I remember), I can’t help but be jealous of how deeply I used to feel everything.
The cheesy posts about love - do I even have that in me, still? I don’t even remember the last time I was that wrapped up in someone. It was also hard to see the posts I subliminally made about abusive relationships...yipes.
Scrolling back was like watching my mind grow up. I kinda hated it, though
Perhaps this brokenness can only be healed by the rhythm of your storm.
Lukas W. // Rhythm of your storm (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)
Its not up to me anymore. If you want me in your life, you’ll find a way to put me there.
(via sad-lovequotes)
I just want to be someone's sun
I’m sick of trying harder, loving deeper, and having more hope. I’m sick of always being dumped for a new reason, but always feeling the same. I’m sick of thinking I’m good on my own, then thinking this guy is the exception to my rule, and I don’t need to be on my own anymore. Im sick of never feeling fully secure with how someone feels for me, and I’m sick of always being right. I know what I deserve and I love myself, I just don’t get why no one else can get on the same page. I’m sick of knowing how I feel right now, and knowing it will just happen again.
Nike in the Louvre
Psyche revived by Cupid’s kiss