The only prison I need to escape is me.
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The only prison I need to escape is me.
Thoughts at One A.M.
My hobbies include reading, writing and doing neither of those things
let’s take a moment to consider that they actually took the time to answer these questions so they could stay friends with jimmy
vampires who constantly lie poorly about their age
“i did not survive the rise and fall of mesopotamia for this” “um, you grew up in vermont”
“i don’t count as a senior citizen i’m only 52″ “last week you told me you were born in the 18th century″
[from an obviously middle-aged vampire, delivered deadpan] “of course i’m moody i’m a teenager”
“what do you mean i can’t order off the kids menu i’m 12″
WHO’SSSSSSSS READY?! *internally cries inside*
I exist as a tragedy drowning in coffee simply trying to survive.
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“I began to think vodka was my drink at last. It didn’t taste like anything, but it went straight down into my stomach like a sword swallowers’ sword and made me feel powerful and godlike.” - Sylvia Plath (via sylviaplathquotes)
People say you dont choose love,
but I know they're wrong.
I chose love.
I chose to love instead of to hate.
I chose to accept instead of to shun.
I chose to be kind instead of cruel.
Love is a choice.
Who you love isn't.
People say 'soft serve ice cream' like I'm supposed to know what 'hard serve ice cream' is. I'm scared to even ask...
1AM thoughts
Who I am, who I was, who I never will be.
Fearful, forgiving, and meek.
A force to be reckoned with.
Kindness forged from the depths of hatred.
Trusting, loving, naiive.
Untrusting, loving, and strong.
A breeze when compared to the storm.
Kindness begetting kindness alone.
Naiive, wise, forgetful.
Broken. Forgotten. Lost.
A hurricane in the summer and a snowstorm in the winter.
Without love, kindness or trust.
Hateful, promising things that dont exist, blind to the world and its ways.
I am who I am, not because you made me.
I am who I am because I chose me.
I chose to put others first,
I chose to love and trust,
I chose to show kindness where none was shown to me.
I chose who I am and there is nothing you can do to change that.
Memory of Abuse
Some days, I still feel his hands on me.
I don't know why, and I don't really care to know.
I just want peace.
It's been five years since he touched me.
Five years of recovery.
Five years of un-learning his teachings.
Mostly, I ignore his memory.
His name doesn't cause me duress any longer.
His image is wiped from my mind.
Sometimes, though, in the dark of the night,
in the heat of the moment,
in my nightmares,
he returns.
I no longer fear him, but I wish I could forget him.
On Love
You drive me crazy.
You make me feel like trash.
My heart tells me to love you,
But my head says you're an ass.
You treat me so horribly,
Yet I know that you love me.
Sometimes I wish you could understand my pain,
But you are just a cat.
Envy
I always wanted a simple life;
to play like any other child;
to love and accept myself.
I always wanted to be normal;
I didn't want two kids to raise,
at the age of six, no less.
I wanted simplicity,
to read without interruptions,
to watch television.
I didn't want to be a mom.
I was raised to be a parent.
So, raise your hand if you're surprised
that I am dissatisfied with a normal life!
I want children, for a number of reasons:
They are all I know,
I can raise them better than I was raised,
and I know I would make a great mother.
After all, Momma raised a mother.