"i can't do this anymore," goodbyes: Archive

Jan 1st

theeeeeeeeese words are my own, from my heart...

i love you but ive just been around you too much lately. at least i’m opting to be completely alone rather than with others tonight. stop it.

Dec 31st

“how I miss your ranting, do you miss my all time lows?”

Dec 30th

“well in case you failed to notice, in case you failed to see, this is my heart...”

Dec 30th

i'd like to sleep now. i'm going to sleep now.

Dec 29th

when the wind bares the trees and them clouds are...

thanks elliott brood.

Dec 29th

One thing I've never understood:

pieces-of-prose: Extremely overweight vegetarians. How? “I LOVE BREAD. om nom nom.” “MY GF CHEATED ON ME. om nom nom.” “I am a vegetarian, therefore I cannot gain weight. om nom nom.” Now, extremely overweight vegans? What is that?

Dec 28th

I don't think anyone really puts poptarts in the...

Dec 27th

we like the sound of ice

Dec 27th

Dec 26th

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Dec 24th

I wrote a little poem today at work but I'm too...

(via pieces-of-prose)

Dec 24th

COO COO COO CHAAAAAAAAAAA

(via pieces-of-prose) coo coo ca chu?

Dec 22nd

Also,

postdeleted. for my ref: see “also.txt”

Dec 22nd

takin other people's ideas,

it’s what i do.

Dec 22nd

"i'm not your star," isn't that what you said?...

right before you left i saw a star and wished that when you went you’d become a star so that i could wish upon you to come back.

Dec 21st

Julia says: 
  i just have a fast motabolism i think
  metabolism*
Tristan says: 
  are you kidding? we both do
Julia says: 
  idk maybe mine's faster
Tristan says: 
  maybe
  idk about that
  we shoud have a metabolism race
Julia says: 
  how do you measure that

Dec 21st

work

itachibear: “i like your bow” “thank you! do you need a bow? i mean…do you need a bag. i am wearing a bow. do you need a bag” cute

Dec 21st

Dec 20th

CUZ WHEN UR FIFTEEEEEEEEN AND SUMBODAY TELLS YOU...

Dec 20th

Dec 18th

“these hands are my father’s hands but smaller, soaked in paint thinner...”

– why? yoni wolf

Dec 17th

the saddest part, for me, is

that i know that you’re reading this. don’t stop. it’s okay, you’re allowed. i hope you find peace now in thoughts of me as i do of you. time really is beautiful. i wrote that i could not escape you* and perhaps it’s true but it’s not longing or hurting or burning, it’s a freckle or a permanent mark on the outside of my skin; a sweet reminder of days and...

Dec 17th

worth the click →

Dec 17th

Dec 16th

“think i’m going for a walk now i feel a little unsteady i don’t...”

– ani difranco

Dec 16th

thoughts: "on planes and memories before the war"

and there were planes overhead dropping bombs into my chest exploding the memory of the day you left when i couldn’t drive so lay in the fields near the tarmac next to my car watching and timing which one was yours and wondering if i was right just like the sound in your voice when you said that you’d miss me and i knew you were never coming back though we said that it was just...

Dec 15th