4th
(via littlemiss)
and i don’t know why.
“I like the dark part of the night, after midnight and before four-thirty, when it’s hollow, when ceilings are harder and farther away. Then I can breathe, and can think while others are sleeping, in a way can stop time, can have it so - this has always been my dream - so that while everyone else is frozen, I can work busily about them, doing whatever it is that needs to be done, like the elves who make shoes while the children sleep”— A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers (via threeseptembersandajanuary)
It seems as though, i am going insane. Either i am becoming seriously depressed or suffering from bi polar tendencies. Or both. Or is this just a trick that my mind isn’t giving up on? Oh life, you just seem to get more complicated as the years go by.
funny thing, just saw this road sign driving home around 2am few days ago. i didn’t have a camera on me but thought it was hilarious and was a bit creeped out.(via iheartit)
i need i need i neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed
so many things going on in my mind that need to be done;but this body will not give in.
i need to make a list of things i need but they all come to me in such spaced moments that i can’t remember any except for the fact that i am in desperate need of everyday socks and also wanting a bunch of large guy t-shirts. Oh and i also might need another blanket for my bed. Some people make mad sometimes and they know exactly how to do it and get me tongue tied in a way i cannot reply with a smart comment. DAMN THEM. ugh. I got so flustered that i woke up the wrong men on my wake ups. i need more coffee and i need to buy cigarettes. horrible, horrible habit developing. i need to remember wtf i had listed in my mind to do.
double shift today; ugh pure insanity.
fingers crossed for a good memory. jesus, seriously now.
i love everything about this;
skysignal: havent-got-a-prayer: constellation: september portrait I by thresca
i like when little things make the most sense.
when shadows draw me in closer;hands;backs;feet;legs.
they click in my mind without hesitation. i don’t even understand it, but what difference does it make? it doesn’t even come to matter. i like when simple things play tricks on your mind/body like you were somewhere else, then reality hits … …hard. the best feelings are the ones you thought you would never feel or even thought exsisted. i want to feel more than i thought possible. more than i thought natural. in solitude or not;this is what i desire most.