You should say something sometime.
June 2013
“It’s 11 am and I’m sitting in a restaurant
3 beers in. Believe me, even I’m surprised
I’m still alive sometimes.
I have been drinking about you for 2 days.
Lately you remind me of a wild thing
chewing through its foot. But you
are already free and I don’t know what to do
except trace the rough line of your jaw
and try not to place blame.
Here is the truth: It is hard to be in love
with someone who is in love someone else.
I don’t know how to turn that into poetry.” —Clementine von Radics (via clementinevonradics)
3 beers in. Believe me, even I’m surprised
I’m still alive sometimes.
I have been drinking about you for 2 days.
Lately you remind me of a wild thing
chewing through its foot. But you
are already free and I don’t know what to do
except trace the rough line of your jaw
and try not to place blame.
Here is the truth: It is hard to be in love
with someone who is in love someone else.
I don’t know how to turn that into poetry.” —Clementine von Radics (via clementinevonradics)
“If you read this, I’m doing just fine.
I’m still a sheep in wolf’s clothing.
I’m still struggling with all the old questions.” — ‘The Beer I Had For Breakfast,’ Clementine von Radics (via sadbody)
I’m still a sheep in wolf’s clothing.
I’m still struggling with all the old questions.” — ‘The Beer I Had For Breakfast,’ Clementine von Radics (via sadbody)
I WOULD WALK FIVE HUNDRED MILES
AND I WOULD WALK FIVE HUNDRED MORE
JUST TO BE THE MAN WHO WALKED A THOUSAND MILES
TO GET WILL GRAHAM SOME PROPER FUCKING MEDICAL CARE
“In the end there doesn’t have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to.”
—Robert Brault (via redwoodcollective)
“We’re all seeking that special person who is right for us. But if you’ve been through enough relationships, you begin to suspect there’s no right person, just different flavors of wrong. Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. And it isn’t until you finally run up against your deepest demons, your unsolvable problems—the ones that make you truly who you are—that we’re ready to find a lifelong mate. Only then do you finally know what you’re looking for. You’re looking for the wrong person. But not just any wrong person: the right wrong person—someone you lovingly gaze upon and think, this is the problem I want to have. I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way. Let our scars fall in love.”
—Galway Kinnell (via newyorktoparis)
I’m really hoping that someday I happen to come across another sexual chemistry as on point as the one I felt with one specific person that I haven’t heard from in a couple of years and don’t plan on hearing from ever again. That would actually be really nice.
- Me flirting: Hey, do you want to come to my house and watch The Lord Of The Rings: Extended Edition?
When a certain pair of panties make my ass look good, I feel good.
“What if he was meant to be, or could have been, someone important in my life? I think that’s what scares me: the randomness of everything. That the people who could be important to you might just pass you by. Or you pass them by.”
—Peter Cameron, Someday This Pain Will Be Useful to You (via larmoyante)
just a friendly reminder that:
♥ You can vent about any thing on your own blog.
♥ Venting about things that are upsetting you and letting off a little steam is not being a baby or an attention whore. Typing out your feelings can help relieve stress.
♥ No one should tell you to stop expressing your feelings or life experiences on your own blog.
“Oprah seemed like she was giving me the cold shoulder. She was with Iman (Bowie). Iman was always dancing with me, hugging and kissing me, but Oprah seemed really p*ssed off with me. Also she made this huge speech at the ball praising Lady Gaga and about how she (Lady Gaga) is helping Americans to be the best of themselves. There’s millions of other Americans who represent that for me. Is (it) about numbers? About how much you’re selling? Is it truly about the journey? Because (Lady Gaga’s) journey isn’t that difficult: to go from the f*cking Upper East Side to a f*cking performing arts school and on to a stage at the museum of f*cking wherever. That journey’s about four miles.”
—M.I.A. (via mexicanthighs)
Biggest GPOY ever.hey is this sexy? (frowns really hard)
why do you only blog fat girls?
- because this is my blog?
- because as a fat girl I don’t see enough fat girls in media so I realize I have to create my own for visibility of self and self image?
- because beauty standards leave fat women and fat female bodied people disenfranchised as fuck?
- because you will see this fat bitch and you will deal.
