#8:12am

[murder-a-dream]

I’ve poured each inch of myself into you yet regardless of my quantity you refuse to cup your hands to catch even a spattering of every good thing I’ve saved for you

[dais-of-daisies]

8:12 AM is a good time to set your alarm. It is a good time to awaken. It is not early. It is not late. It is an in-between, a sort of ethereal plane of existence than can only be reached once one has crossed the threshold between early and late. Between sleep deprivation and closed eyes. Between light and darlness, life and death, good and evil. It is not a threshold to be crossed lightly-- once yourbody accepts the 8:12 alarm, you will find yourself settling into a schedule. It will be strange, at first, but then peaceful. Perhaps, one day, your body will tell you to awaken at 8: 1 1, so as to beat your alarm out.

8:11 AM is far too early, and will lead to another plane, this one far more terrifying than you could have possibly imagined. It's been manipulated by your dreams-- every single nightmare, cut short by a blaring alarm, comes back to haunt you in its entirety.

So, remember, kids-- don't set your alarm too early, don't stay up too late, and stay away from otherworldly beings that stand behind your curtains and leave you little sticky-note reminders by your alarm clock!

[enioyyyyyyyyyy]

Don't put all your eggs in one basket . There are other fish in the sea .

[muppetstigmata]

Last night I had a dream that I was in an old abandoned house with family and these old lady creatures were walking through the woods or eating hard candy but my grandma saw them as deer but one of my favourite of classmates threw himself through my window to warn me briefly as they were getting bolder and we went sailing but I fell off the sailboat and had to swim but everyone sailed away and then when I got back, scientists from the future in a different dimension were in my house and threw me into the same one as them so when they arrived I was surrounded by dead bodies who were those in the house with me and I was the only survivor and we didn't know what happened

[fullcircle-halfhearted]

i need space. i need some money so i can go travel on my own and clear my head. ive been on edge for so long now and my mind and body aches.

[chill-its-ok]

She hated herself. She hated who she was. But she was loved by so many. It wasn’t enough because she didn’t love her own being. She compared the way she was with all the girls at school who walked by. Wondering if she would be pretty enough to have something a certain way or if she dressed some way she’d have some good amount of confidence. It was terrible of how it was. Just scared of people’s minds, and scared of the negative thoughts of her. That was the thing. If someone were to negatively say something about her, she’d think about it all day. No one ever said anything negative about her unless they hated her for being with a boy. It was her own being tortured by herself. She hated the amount of pimples she had, she hated her breast size, she hated her height, she hated her nose, she hated her feet, and she even hated her arse size. Boys have told her before that she wasn’t enough of what they wanted. But her loved ones always assured her of how beautiful she was. Inside and out. She couldn’t believe because she wasn’t satisfied for herself. But what she hated the most was, if she ever did something slightly wrong, she felt as if she was shit. That she could never amount to anything, just like how her mother told her. She cries in the shower because of this. All of it. All she wants is for someone to hold her and tell her everything will be alright.

Ivy Urias

[xobamsae-blog]

will be revamping everything sometime today! so that means UGHhh [page] theme searching /editing, and verse expanding. [but it has to be done! x-x] drafts soon.<3

[imthatgirlaaliyah]

Your body's predictions

At this point in time I feel like something greater is preparing me for great change and opportunities to come in the near future. I feel the universes words speaking to my soul about something they both already know, now I'm working and waiting to take flight and grow. This both excites and frightens me.