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i live life like the captain of a sinking ship, i have a strange mindset, tender and miserable, perpetually disturbed, and i want to travel, i sometimes forget what a good day feels like..


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I want you to tell me that you are a false prophet and that god is a superstition.

Wednesday, December 16th 2009 5:52pm

"You know when you’re sitting on a chair and you lean back so you’re just on two legs then you lean too far and you almost fall over but at the last second you catch yourself? I feel like that all the time."

- Stephen Wright (via hrrrthrrr)

Reblogged from hrrrthrrr.

Wednesday, December 16th 2009 2:30pm

I don’t always drink beer but when i do, i prefer dos equis

Wednesday, December 16th 2009 1:03am

Where would i be, if not for christopher walken and bill murray?

Monday, December 14th 2009 1:17am

she walked out from beneath the doorway as i pulled up and parked at her mailbox. i had intentions to be nothing short of an asshole, but my bravery diminished at the last moment. the sun was shining faintly and her hair was blowing appropriately for the moment. she smiled holding the books she meant to return to me a month ago. she was wearing brand new clothes as was i. we met each other with a hug that was long overdue in the center of the clean kept yard. we conversed and i constantly took sips of my lemonade, trying my hardest to be normal and not to let my cards show. as the conversation was coming to a close, she made an attempt to make plans later, but i quickly made up a lie. she slightly frowned and handed me the books. i slightly turned away, but i saw at the last moment that she had already extended her arms out towards me. my heart hung its head.  i stepped forward embracing her. we both sighed and said our goodbyes. once i got into my car and started it up, i looked back and her hair kept blowing as she walked into her house. i sighed again and drove off. sometimes i still wish she would have kept me.

Saturday, December 12th 2009 10:00am

"My only relief is to sleep. When I’m sleeping, I’m not sad, I’m not angry, I’m not lonely, I’m nothing"

graciebeth:

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Reblogged from When I Fly Solo, I Fly So High.

Friday, December 11th 2009 2:22pm

i was lost. i wearily wiped my eyes and he appeared out of the nothing that existed before me. grinning and dancing about full of enthusiasm, his collection of skulls that were loosely wrapped around his waist hollowly clattered at will. he continued to taunt me as he came closer, panting and short of breath, the smell of rotting flesh escaping from his mouth. “look who we have here” he said grinning. “frustrated and giving up, are we? again? i knew you wouldn’t last long”. i crouched in pain and muttered, “i didn’t call you”. he  laughed as he knelt beside me and said ” oh i know, but i want to be here when you do”. he rested his hand playfully on my shoulder and i slowly raised my head to look him in the eyes. he laughed again and then he smirked, ” i want to hear you beg”. now it was my turn to laugh, “i didn’t call you, and i am not going to. i don’t need you “. he rose from the ground, his eyes were a fiery red and crimson foam erupted from his mouth as he snarled “here you are knelt before me, pathetic and weak, at my absolute mercy and you have the audacity to bite the very hand that feeds you? i made you! without me, you would be nothing, and a nothing you would be until they put you into the ground. you are lost and misguided and i pity you, so i’ll give you a moment to reconsider”. i shook my head no, and once again the fire in his eyes were lit. he leaped towards me and held me up in the air  by the throat. he picked a skull from his waist and slowly examined it. he sighed heavily as he reached back and slammed the hollow skull into mine.

darkness. silence. i tried to open my eyes for a long time and for a moment i thought that they would not. but finally they did, and everything around me was dull. i was laying in the street, there was trees lined up along both sides. none of them stood upright. all were the same, bent in weird shapes, missing leaves. just naked branches, ugly and dead. there was one streetlight lit at the end of the street and it flickered as i stood up. i looked around and wiped the blood from my mouth. i was lost, but at least i knew which way was up.

Friday, December 11th 2009 1:55pm

tinyparcels: (via cacaococoa)

tinyparcels:

(via cacaococoa)

Reblogged from I am at a loss..

Friday, December 11th 2009 10:00am

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(via alyssasayshello)

Reblogged from coffee breath..

Thursday, December 10th 2009 10:00am

we keep our confessions long, and when we pray we keep it short

Wednesday, December 9th 2009 10:00am