today I was not only cool enough to bang my knee on the frozen door and drop various items, I also staple gunned my paw.
it’s okay though.
Thankfully, its the more meaty part of my right hand…I am still laughing.
Originally Posted By quote-book
I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.
Anaïs Nin (via quote-book) (via selfdoubt)
I can be such a sucker. hah.
I just can't bring myself to study. I just can't do it. Not tonight.
no matter the subject
no matter the issue
no matter the person there will always be that something
that one thing
that bothers like no other. no matter the cause
no matter the cue
no matter the century there will always be frustration
misunderstanding
bitterness
strife and who can determine which—of these—is the lesser vanity?
perhaps, it would be, could be
the mass who paint over them with their hopes of a make-shift peace..
a peace that falls to pieces because it is unnatural, constructed; a facade of bliss and glee.
the same mass that thrives off inconsistencies to make sense, to live, to breathe.
perchance it may be, can be,
the multitude of those who claim objectivity..
where everything is non-obligatory, thought out, screened.
quite possibly, it might be,
the brevity that state they know because they have a book that tells them so..
and then there are all those multiples in between.
no matter who
no matter where
no matter why
no matter what
the complaints are singing
you’re are screaming.
hiding from real life
nothing has mended
it has ended
and meaning has been sewn together with strings that are moth-eaten
sit down, inhale, exhale, think, think, think.
sip from the top but finish the whole drink
and if you don’t finish, don’t feel like you’re entitled to rights about the entire thing..
and don’t ever claim or hide in your objectivity
because honestly, there’s no such thing.
fiction on the Behance Network
There’s No Such Thing as Objectivity
there is no use in lingering on what you once were.. there is no use in wallowing in what you have become.. there is today and if you wake up tomorrow there will be that today.. inhale..
exhale..
keep looking..
keep learning..
keep walking..
fiction on the Behance Network
Once I was an apple tree, now I’m just a shadow
And maybe I’ll sleep at the station because there’s nothing to go home to but an empty fridge and some stale mayonnaise. And maybe I’ll make friends with the guys sleeping under cardboard boxes and newspapers and we’ll discuss what it means to love and to live. And maybe I’ll wander the city, one lost particle in a dust storm of Mondays, late nights and reports due yesterday. And maybe I’ll get on a plane or a ship and get lost in places I’ve never been lost in before. And maybe I’ll keep my phone on me in case you call. And tell me there’s something to come home to.
I am nervous. I’m afraid. But I will stand here in the white hot heat of you. I will play Russian roulette with your playlists. I will tell jokes I’m not sure you’ll find funny. I will hold on until there is no more reason to. And in the end, I will break the stars and resurrect the sun.
The bad news is, your choices and intentions, some people and places, those nights spent awake and all you’ve done, can lead you to the bottom of the pit. The good news is, this wouldn’t be the first time someone’s crawled, tooth and nail, out of hell.
don’t know if I’ve already blogged it but…I like it so much its worth it.
