RatherRelavantReally

YALL muthafukas know who dis iz.

[fy-perspectives]

Invest in people who invest in you.

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[kushandwizdom]

[words-of-emotion]

I pray none of you fall for a person who’s impatient with your heart, who pulls away the more you crave them, or who feeds you false hope.

Unknown (via words-of-emotion)

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[kushandwizdom]

If you’re thinking about me, I’m probably thinking about you.

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[kushandwizdom]

[thegoodvibeco]

[kushandwizdom]

[kushandwizdom]

Be kind, be honest, be loving, be true and all of these things will come back to you.

Unknown, (via kushandwizdom)

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[waypastfuture]

I can't breathe

So I won't. Still not dead, Never thought death was a feeling. Fuck. Again? Stupid words, Stupid people, Stupid me. I can't breathe, An all day dilemma that bring no hope for a better day tomorrow. Shitty? Yea... Problems amplified from a bloody point, Blood not my own, The point? Points. Both won and lost. Sold and stashed, Hidden yet never forgotten. "The old familiar pain, as the needle tears a hole" Not in my arm, not to myself. Straight through my heart and into my lungs, That old familiar pain escapes me, intentionally. As the last breathe of air, the you, that was and still is my everything leaves my lungs. I cling with everything I have to not going back to going nowhere. Exhale...... I can't breathe, So I won't. And it hurts.

[waypastfuture]

IM ONLY

Happy If, I face forward. If i hold my breath so long, impulse drives me. I’m only “Happy” If you, my everything, gives me reason. If I am trying my fucking hardest to be enough. Indefinite depressants, behind them, shelves full of drugs and abused medications taken to fill a void, to counteract ineffective self prescribed meds, counteract undesired feelings or, all too often awkward or painful situations.. The problem with painful situations, is knowing shit is gonna hit the fan, now i need to cancel out my pathetic attempt to use drugs as an antibiotic, use them to prevent pain?? Happy? Not something the self appointed dr, quickly approaching a familiar spot in his life. The spot hurts. And he knows that… So he came, pockets fuller than ever before…attitude more defective than before, thinking nothing of acceptance or preparation Happy?! No, traveled this road 12 times before, every shortcut, every gas station, portopotties n rest stops… I’ve searched all along this familiar road……there is no happiness and if there was at the beginning, by the time you get to your first turn… It’s gone Willing, and able. To accept happiness, prepare for pain with preparedness. Accept happiness, with pleasure. Happy is to pain as pleasure is to sadness. What’s different? This poem err….writing….rep(t)ort…thought….

Is just as much for me as it is for anyone else, I know what drugs do, i know how quickly things disappear… If im on drugs that disappearing act I call magic… If I’m sober.. That disappearing act I call drug habit….

Not willing to lose everything again… I’ve already lost enough…

I’m ready, I’m ready.

[kushandwizdom]

[kushandwizdom]

Vibes

[waypastfuture]

Open ^

[kushandwizdom]

[kushandwizdom]

Vibes

[kushandwizdom]

[kushandwizdom]

Vibes

[waypastfuture]

Why chance it though..

[kushandwizdom]

[kushandwizdom]

Vibes

[oofpoetry]

One day, whether you are 14, 28 or 65 you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. However, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find–– is they are not always with whom we spend our lives.

Beau Taplin, from Hunting Season (via oofpoetry)

Wow

[wordsnquotes]

Two souls don’t find each other by simple accident.

Jorge Luis Borges (via wordsnquotes)

So simple It seems atleast, That we…let that cunning beast, Get deep inside and turn, What we loved in eachother, Into trust we had to earn FROM eachother. My heart, since day discovery led me. Led free, lead me. Led into believing urges, surges, inevitable Lead free, led me to believe maybe me You, and this time everything that is made up, fake fucks, fucking give and take…live more fake, polluted weekends, with more polluted week end. Friends, love can blind, or atleast. With deeper meaning each time Lead me, the dead me survived So simple it was, To believe you We’re 4 me So simple 4 words from me No longer provoke memories, Or introduce new energies, I love you Jordan, So easy to believe,but too dead to survive. This wound right above my head. Abstract place wounded, Pride, ego and my confidence no longer Insurance bonded. My heart told me boo, that it was ok to love you, and Jordan sweety, I think beyond a reason- Able Doubt that it is ok to love you, mutually beneficial it is for me, to love, you. The question then offered itself

[kushandwizdom]

[kushandwizdom]

Vibes

[waypastfuture]

Ya feel me? No? It's whatevers....

It's whatevers better! RIGHT!