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@theedgeofalmost
Sulfur, salt, and other minerals color the crater of Dallol volcano, part of the Danakil Depression in Ethiopia. At 157 feet (48 meters) below sea level, Dallol is Earth’s lowest land volcano.
Photograph by Carsten Peter
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I’ve been waiting patiently!!
So let them fret on, grumble and grudge, and accumulate, and wondering what ails them that they have not happiness, think the cause is want of more.
Samuel Richardson (via alibis-not-needed-anymore)
“The desire to change is not enough. I must find a new way to be.”
Ask me questions turn me into shredded paper shavings skewed across the floor just never ask me to be honest
My mouth is made of lead the words are not coming lightly I wish this poison would kill me
If I’m being honest, I don’t want to deal with anything
i don't drink unless i'm with close friends anymore
i died on a couch once burned alive and tied down by the sounds of no and my favorite scarf i left it behind the next morning like scattering my ashes the rest of me wading in left over vodka and blue hawaiian punch pretending it was the sea or something
i died on a couch with some dude passed out on the floor next to me who was supposed to be protecting me from falling into lighter fluid and i died on a couch and the rumors around school were that i gave my life for 3 or 4 different men in one night like they read that in my fucking suicide note or something instead of planning my goddamned funeral
it doesn’t matter how many lighters i have stolen from people i didn’t deserve to perish for it karma isn’t that big of a bitch high schoolers are you all are looking right through me i am a fucking ghost and i still showed up for all of my classes on monday morning after a half naked anxiety attack in my mini van on the drive over i died on the couch that night and you guys all want to talk about how loud the fuckin fire crackled how fuckin hot it was WELL I DIED ON A FUCKING COUCH THAT NIGHT
10121
its raining in my brain and the thunder is obnoxiously loudÂ
3 generationsÂ
never go to sleep unhappy with one another
sometimes my roomie tucks me into bed by laying me down on ice and telling me things that make me want to fall into a long, dreamless sleep
and sometimes my foot tastes worse than others and sometimes they’re so muddy my head is a raincloud but I don’t want to be yours
you should know I’d trade any shade of sunlight for your body heat and your arms are comfier than all 6 of my pillows and couples should never go to sleep unhappy so I’m sorry
1515 butter fingers
i am disconnected from who i really am. i am floating like one of those blue applebees balloons you could never hold onto when you were a kid, even when you parents would tie the damned thing around your wrist gosh what were you doing lotioning your hands with butter between meals kid? i just feel like i am reaching reaching reaching reaching reaching for all of these familiar things on the faces of my friends in the unfamiliar shape of smiles but i'm too far away to grasp. you may even be jumping jumping jumping jumping jumping jumping for me but i am too far away to grasp. and i know i will come down eventually but right now i just feel desolate and well. cheap and blue i know i will come down eventually but the thing is i will have to escape this shell of myself first i just hope i land before i burstÂ
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i want to change everything. right now.Â
12021 preserve it.
I think they're right, love threatens creativity. you start to have less words sitting in your belly, and more flowers. your insides blush and it looks so pretty, your instinct is to stop plucking petals and preserve it. you find you're cultivating more life and breathing deeper to sustain it instead of just reading about it and trying to attain it. guess that's what happens when you're all in.