organised anarchy

state of my mind || some thoughts penned down

[shymagnolia]

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

[shymagnolia]

okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post

[flagellant]

…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment

likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post

[shymagnolia]

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

[shymagnolia]

okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post

[flagellant]

…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment

likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post

[organised-anarchy]

my box

six sides, heavy and black maybe it’s made of lead or maybe the weight is from the emotions

my box stores my emotions from years ago

                          -moi

[organised-anarchy]

i am jealous of people who feel empty inside atleast they don’t feel heavy and crushed by the dead emotions from 10 years ago

they die but their weight stays

                                    -moi

[organised-anarchy]

on instagram, i’ve got 65 people in close friends list at 1:47 am, to call, i’ve got no on who’ll pick

                           -moi

[organised-anarchy]

ive walked through fire and empty streets but nothing pains or haunts me more than to walk in on you twisted with a stranger in our sheets

                    -moi

[organised-anarchy]

i’ve measured my self worth in the smiles i gave you in the steps i became for you in the numbers on my papers

my self worth has never been self no wonder i feel broken

                      -moi

[organised-anarchy]

your forever is a month

my forever is you

                   -moi

[organised-anarchy]

sun may have danced on her skin  but i got to taste her every inch  hence universe, i win                     -moi

[organised-anarchy]

our relationship was a hurricane in a world that loves the beauty of a breeze.  it was fast.  it was exciting.  and it left me devastated. 

                          - moi

[organised-anarchy]

i bared my soul to you and you picked at the pieces i felt most uncomfortable about

                       -moi