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black-sadness: started touching myself and then I noticed I...

Thu, 16 May 2013 03:06:12 -0400

started touching myself and then I noticed I started touching myself…then I reblog.

ughh

rainbowmagicmarker: This sweet girl was dropped off at my Dad’s...

Thu, 16 May 2013 03:03:35 -0400

This sweet girl was dropped off at my Dad’s work today, she is about 9months old based on her teeth and development. She will probably be a 35-40lb dog when fully grown and nourished. She has been very clearly abused, she’s covered in cuts and scrapes and a case of mange that needs to be treated. We cannot take her on, we have two dogs her size already and this house just can’t support her. She is a sweet dog who responds well to attention and just wants a little bit of love. If you or anyone you know is willing to help out this sweet girl in the Wichita, Kansas area, please contact me immediately so we can get her somewhere safe.

Even if you can’t help, please reblog and signal boost this sweet baby girl.

venusandthenativemoon: gypsy—smoke: olgie13: “This gorgeous...

Thu, 16 May 2013 03:02:00 -0400

venusandthenativemoon:

gypsy—smoke:

olgie13:

“This gorgeous Hälssen & Lyon calendar is made of brewable tea. Each day is made of fine pressed wafer thin tea leaves.”

why is this not in my life???

harmony

Thu, 16 May 2013 02:56:17 -0400

Lining into place our lips lock like grinding gears at a syncopated speed and grace. This is how love tastes.

Another odd age is upon me

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 18:29:17 -0400

I’m in between realities. The paths are unwritten and untrodden. Often I look to the steps left by others to trace into my own picture. I won’t be doing that this time. I am alone and am in need to accept. They don’t find me enticing. I am sad, but not broken. When they are ready they will find me.

s.o.m.e.c.r.e.a.t.u.r.e.s.a.r.e.u.n.t.o.u.c.h.a.b.l.e

Sat, 20 Apr 2013 00:11:08 -0400

s.o.m.e.c.r.e.a.t.u.r.e.s.a.r.e.u.n.t.o.u.c.h.a.b.l.e

Where am I going

Tue, 19 Mar 2013 00:04:37 -0400

and when will it stop?

surrounded

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 02:19:14 -0400

and more alone than ever before, the quality far beats the quantity in relation to human connection. I just want one soul I can confide in and be comforted by when I need more than passing greetings.

The hugs and pleasant smiles tear the seams more than they stitch them.

macabrekawaii: fuckyeahcomicsbaby: Simply one of the most...

Sun, 10 Mar 2013 01:47:53 -0500

macabrekawaii:

fuckyeahcomicsbaby:

Simply one of the most amazing comics I’ve ever seen.

wow

mhmm

nicevagina: my flirting techniques include staring at the person I find attractive from far away...

Sun, 10 Mar 2013 01:44:13 -0500

nicevagina:

my flirting techniques include staring at the person I find attractive from far away and never talking to them

something to make me change my mind

Sat, 09 Mar 2013 02:45:05 -0500

Well, I gave him my heart but he wanted my soul

Photo

Fri, 08 Mar 2013 01:12:09 -0500

"It bothers me that no one has the patience to deal with someone who is just sad."

Thu, 07 Mar 2013 20:28:47 -0500

“It bothers me that no one has the patience to deal with someone who is just sad.”

- Emily Haines (via vivalatoda)

Pluck at them

Thu, 07 Mar 2013 04:27:16 -0500

weak and limber upon the hymne

strong and rigid toward him

damnit

Tue, 05 Mar 2013 02:10:37 -0500

I didn’t mean to fall in love with you

Making plans

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 22:40:07 -0500

I don’t like making plans, because every plan I make today could be a minute I lose with you tomorrow.

Photo

Sun, 03 Mar 2013 14:18:56 -0500

A friend recently brought to light

Sun, 03 Mar 2013 14:15:15 -0500

The sheer vapid nature of modern day blogging.

Where did all the wounded hearts that use to cry out into the great beyond of the internet go? I may not be 14 anymore, but I am still human and I do still hurt and I do still feel joy. Why do I no longer choose to genuinely share these feelings in their rawest form? When did the mental bridge of judgement appear that would make me delete everything I’ve written thus far and instead post some odd succinct cryptic message such as:

“no end’s worth these means”

I am Kétie God Damned Jones, I don’t shy away from anything. I am brave enough to lay it all out and let you make your judgements because in the end they really don’t bother me. I will take your support and love, and leave behind your unnecessary cruelty.

Pep talk aside. I am hurting and in a way I cannot even begin to lay fingers on as to the cause. I should be happy. Good job, good friends, great cat. But I’m not at ease. Something is gnawing at the back of my cerebral cortex trying to tell me we’ve lost a puzzle piece and trying to complete this puzzle is futile; nothing fertile will come of my efforts.

I want to be held so tight the hurt is crushed out of my bones.

E> Brandon

Sun, 03 Mar 2013 13:34:48 -0500

E> Brandon

I want to be

Sun, 24 Feb 2013 14:31:56 -0500

angry at my heart. But how can I be when he’s hurting like that?