“I feel as if you always have something on your mind. let it go, kayla.”
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@pairofs0cks
“I feel as if you always have something on your mind. let it go, kayla.”
I hope this question isn't offensive to you, but may I know why you decided to shave your head? I've been thinking about doing it myself and I was wondering if you had a reason behind it too
I symbolize my hair as the baggage / stresses / woes in my life and i felt as if it was too heavy for me to carry.
1122AM
I have nothing to conclude to anymore. Every time I try to establish something concrete in my head about him I hit a wall. Every wall I seem to hit ends up with a sort of pain I don’t know how to comprehend. It’s that gut in your stomach that sinks into the depth of nothingness that drags on during my days. “Give me space” “I don’t have time to think about this” “I have other things to worry about than this” and yet here I am cowardly choosing to accept is as it is, instead of being the mature, middle-headed individual I claim to be.
The more someone pushes me away, the more I gravitate to stay in their lives. It’s an unhealthy care and mentality I have placed myself in. I claim to know who I am, but where in the absolutely FUCK have I allowed to place myself in now?
april 30, 2015
it’s a strange feeling when you actually have the time to sit down and recollect where you are in your life, whether you’re super stoned or super sober lol. see I feel like my personhood is significant of those who have most influenced my life. the people I have chosen to surround myself ultimately make who I am.
I guess where I’m going with this is that people come and go in this lifetime. for a long while I’ve accepted that fact, but I struggled with the fact that the most significant people can never leave my mind - or more so the most significant person at that time of my life never left my thoughts and it was detrimental to everything I did.
but let me tell you this, it’s scary to come at a remote pause and realize that the once detrimental person in your thoughts no longer lingers as a sort of pain... but merely just a a thought and a memory of who you WERE and who you are no longer. lol it’s actually really frightening to realize that you now set apart from who you were with that person... it’s actually quite damn refreshing.
learning to accept
detach
and then move on
Update 1/15/2015
I've been finding myself searching for more. I am absolutely certain that there's more to this life than what already is. In this moment of time I feel super stagnant and I'm have trouble differentiating whether the problem is me, or if its where I am in regards to where I reside, or if it's the people I surround myself with.... but a feeling of unhappiness lingers within my heart.
Janet Mock on Beyoncé’s feminism.
Sadness gives depth. Happiness gives height. Sadness gives roots. Happiness gives branches. Happiness is like a tree going into the sky, and sadness is like the roots going down into the womb of the earth. Both are needed, and the higher a tree goes, the deeper it goes, simultaneously. The bigger the tree, the bigger will be its roots. In fact, it is always in proportion. That’s its balance.
Osho (via purplebuddhaproject)
You’re in love with him, and he’s in love with you, and it’s like a goddamn tragedy, because you look at him and see the stars, and he looks at you and sees the sun. And you both think the other is just looking at the ground.
I live in my head. sometimes I leave my body for days; sometimes my body is only a suitcase for my heart.
Donte Collins, Which is to say (via hqlines)
*steals ur credit card*
hasta la visa
One of these things is not like the other.
RIP Leelah Alcorn
This is so fucked up.