I can't help it. I'm bred and built for love. I'm awful at this casual sex, this contentment, this settled despondency. But at least I'm managing the symptoms of being mentally ill as a motherfucker, right?

...right?

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Sometimes, you forget how good you are at fooling people, especially yourself.

Enough people know you for 6 months and say, "You, weird? You, crazy?" with enough doubt in their voice to make you feel normal, maybe you start to believe it a little bit. Maybe enough nights go by where you're not drunk or fucking or slicing small patterns in your ( Read more... )

Well I'll be a french-fried motherfucker.

. "Walk with me, hand in hand through the neon and the styrofoam. Walk the razor blades and the broken hearts. {...}
I know I am a fool,hoping dirt and glory are both a kind of luminous paint; the humiliations and exaltations that light us up. I see like a bug, everything too large, the pressure of infinity hammering at my head. But how else to ( Read more... )

FUCK.

“When another person makes you suffer, it is because they suffer deeply within themselves, and their suffering is spilling over. They do not need punishment; they need help. That’s the message they are sending.”

― Thich Nhat Hanh

Sometimes I wake up in the morning and find pine needles and a firecracker in my bra.

And I can only think, "Well, that must have been fun."

And she smiles at me
does she recognize me?
couldn’t be from photos on your bedroom wall
because I’m that type of girl
I don’t
leave anything behind when I go

Rough trade, friends. Thank goodness I get to go half a world away to forget about what it feels like to have feelings.

Feelings are for lemmings.

And I'm sick of that goddamned cliff.