February 2012
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January 2012
10 posts
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November 2011
2 posts
I’m losing my mind.
October 2011
3 posts
Anonymous asked: Who wears short shorts?
Reblog if you're bored and you want anons.
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September 2011
2 posts
“Runaways.”
– Life Long Tragedy
Today’s nostalgia is fairly intense, it has a vice grip on my mind. I’m hollow beneath this skin. The sun has fallen behind the clouds, as it did when I was young. Maybe it is what it is, but it isn’t what it should be, this road bending left whilst I need a sharp right. It doesn’t seem to be the same road I was on long ago, though it appears to be the one I’ll be on...
August 2011
2 posts
1 tag
I wrote this a few months ago...
It’s not even anxiety anymore. It’s just a clear yet somehow jaded outlook, knowing how real everything almost makes it surreal. It always feels like I’m always waiting, I’m not sure what, but always seems to be for my ‘real life’ to begin. I have no presence in the world, I am nothing, I guess thats why I find it so hard to justify my being. I can put anything...
This pretense, the absence of truth, a labyrinth of lies, poisoned tongues and hollowed eyes.
July 2011
6 posts
1 tag
June 2011
11 posts
It’s not even anxiety anymore. It’s just a clear yet somehow jaded outlook, knowing how real everything almost makes it surreal. It always feels like I’m always waiting, I’m not sure what, but always seems to be for my ‘real life’ to begin. I have no presence in the world, I am nothing, I guess thats why I find it so hard to justify my being. I can put anything...
We are only as our mind let’s us interpret. To restructure thought is to change entire dynamics. Valued perception is chosen. As is all.
Ambience: Part II
Sometimes my mind wanders off into strange places, it creeps into every crack or crevasse that it has opportunity too, it has a conversation with itself, picking apart everything it possibly can, attempting to make everything relevant, even the most absurd, long forgotten memories, convincing itself of false truths, convincing itself of false lies, not disregarding a thing, but rather analysing...
We manipulate to our favour and convince ourselves we aren’t. Our arguments become irrelevant, but agreeing is to hard.
May 2011
50 posts
Ask me questions. →
Right straight, left hook.
Adding dried shredded coconut to uncle tobys oats was an excellent idea, well done brain, good work.
