nbthm

withdrawal
these violent delights have violent ends
(used to be patchwork-puppet)

deanprincesster:

one time this guy was hitting on me and he said “I’m loving the whole blonde hair, blue eyes thing” and I said “so did hitler” I literally said that to a person

Long ago, among other lies they were taught that silence was bravery.
Charles Bukowski, Play the Piano Drunk Like an Percussion Instrument Until the Fingers Begin to Bleed a Bit ( (via exoticwild)

goldglitterlaidedges:

stop praising men for doing mediocre shit that women are expected to do and never fucking get thanks.

idc if you do the dishes. idc if you cook. idc if you do ya baby’s hair. you’re already supposed to do that shit.

I like being alone.

sp-lit:

I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus  alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.

I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.

But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.

You were a city
exiled from skin, your mouth a burning church.
Warsan Shire, from “Questions for Miriam” (via victoriajoan)
if you we're a particular time during the day, what time would you be and why
Anonymous

flatsound:

the anxious fifteen minutes before it gets dark where you worry that you’ve wasted another day

sickandgloomy:

fun depression things nobody ever talks about:

your perception of time gets all fucked up. did you shower today morning or was that yesterday? how did you feel last week? have you been depressed for a year or two years?

nobody fucking knows. time is a mystery