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Monday, November 16, 2015
Saturday, April 18, 2015
Friday, April 17, 2015
I’m laughing to cover up how dead I am inside.






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I’m laughing to cover up how dead I am inside.
unfair

#LastGeneration










Honest Posters of Our Relationship with Technology
Designer Ajit Johnson, living in England, has imagined a series of posters called “#This_Generation”. With honesty, the posters show anecdotes linked to our daily relationship with technology and social networks.

“Can’t work a computer to it’s full potential or send an email, proceeds to ask someone a 1/3 to ½ their age for help.” #LastGeneration
“Can’t accept the fact that meaningful relationships can be made online, struggles to respect and accept said relationships.” #LastGeneration
“Has drained and abused the Earth for it’s resources, and believes that a young person would choose internet over survival. Expects us to survive and solve the problems they have created.“ #LastGeneration
“Does not understand that phones are meant for communication, also does not understand that the average semester lasts 4 months.” #LastGeneration
“Refuses to give proper sex education, shames the younger generation for not knowing.” #Last Generation
“Does not understand how social media works and that not deleting/avoiding your recent ex online is just as bad as seeing them every day.” #LastGeneration
“Also texts and drives, pretends that they are not responsible for any accidents caused by their idiot mistakes.” #LastGeneration
“Shames teenagers for taking photos of themselves that make them feel positive about their physical image, probably can’t work the camera themselves.]” #LastGeneation
“Believes that a person’s way of texting with people they are comfortable with is a sign of their intelligence level, texts just as bad, if not worse.” #LastGeneration
“Believes our generation are internet druggies, does not even acknowledge our reasons for being online, or what we do online.” #LastGeneration
“Has caused wars, economic failures, environmental disasters, perpetuated hate based on gender/race/sexuality/religion [or lack of]/and more, pretends that the younger generation is the problem.” #LastGeneration
Whoop there it is
Monday, March 16, 2015
– Charlotte.
Take a shower, wash off the day.
Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark.
Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence.
Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting.
You made it, after all. You made it, another day.
And you can make it one more.
You’re doing just fine.
Monday, March 9, 2015
The Secrets To Overcoming Your Problems And Putting Your Life Back On Track
1. Write down everything that's hurting you in your life... thoughts about ex girl/boyfriend... memories of your friends... things your siblings said to you.
2. Collect anything you might find related to these memories - pictures, letters, phone numbers - anything that you've written about her/him, about your friends, or events that hurt you in your diary, online, email, social media. Collect all of it.
3. Put all of this together in a metal trash can - do this outside your house.
4. Then light all the stuff on fire - (if you're afraid of fire, then just rip up the paper and throw all this in the trash or flush down in the toilet)
5. When you're burning these past hurtful memories say out to your self, "Thank you for what you've taught me - I now release you to the universe!"
6. Delete all her/his pictures, phone number etc - and then say in your heart - "Thank you _____ (her/his name) for everything you've taught me. I release you to the universe. Have a great life."
If you don't do this - you will keep focusing on her/him and the things she's doing and won't allow yourself to feel love from anyone else. You'll be stuck in a dangerous downward spiral in your life and wont be able to get out of this.
But by doing this you will release all the pent up energy inside you. Release her/him and the hurt inside you, so you can feel love in your life.
2. Collect anything you might find related to these memories - pictures, letters, phone numbers - anything that you've written about her/him, about your friends, or events that hurt you in your diary, online, email, social media. Collect all of it.
3. Put all of this together in a metal trash can - do this outside your house.
4. Then light all the stuff on fire - (if you're afraid of fire, then just rip up the paper and throw all this in the trash or flush down in the toilet)
5. When you're burning these past hurtful memories say out to your self, "Thank you for what you've taught me - I now release you to the universe!"
6. Delete all her/his pictures, phone number etc - and then say in your heart - "Thank you _____ (her/his name) for everything you've taught me. I release you to the universe. Have a great life."
If you don't do this - you will keep focusing on her/him and the things she's doing and won't allow yourself to feel love from anyone else. You'll be stuck in a dangerous downward spiral in your life and wont be able to get out of this.
But by doing this you will release all the pent up energy inside you. Release her/him and the hurt inside you, so you can feel love in your life.
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
It’s okay to cry over him.
“It’s okay to cry over him. It’s even okay to forgive him. But do not go back to him. If he did not know how to love you the first time, He won’t know how to do it the next.”
Saturday, January 17, 2015
— Gate Keeper, CCXCV
“Stop romanticizing the past.
Stop thinking about the way he smelled on your pillow beside at three A.M.
Stop remembering how high you could get off of her kiss.
Stop wondering where it went wrong, or why it went wrong, or when.
Start romanticizing yourself.
Start staring in the mirror and telling yourself how the fire in your eyes is there, no matter how dim.
Start wanting to hear the sound of your own laugh because it’s the most pure music you know.
Start feeling your own heartbeat in the dead of night when nothing goes right.
Stop fighting off tears.
Stop talking to people who won’t listen.
Stop feeling like this is over.
You’re just beginning, love.
Start crying at two in the morning, even though you’ll never understand why.
Start talking to the ceiling and your pillow; they won’t betray you.
Start listening to your own breathing when you fall asleep.
It’s time, dear, to stop looking at what could have been.
Because, my precious sweetheart, you should be all you will ever need.
His cologne is a perk that you can live without.
Her lipstick on your lips is a smudge you can live without.
Your joy?
Your joy, dearest darling, you cannot live without.”
Stop thinking about the way he smelled on your pillow beside at three A.M.
Stop remembering how high you could get off of her kiss.
Stop wondering where it went wrong, or why it went wrong, or when.
Start romanticizing yourself.
Start staring in the mirror and telling yourself how the fire in your eyes is there, no matter how dim.
Start wanting to hear the sound of your own laugh because it’s the most pure music you know.
Start feeling your own heartbeat in the dead of night when nothing goes right.
Stop fighting off tears.
Stop talking to people who won’t listen.
Stop feeling like this is over.
You’re just beginning, love.
Start crying at two in the morning, even though you’ll never understand why.
Start talking to the ceiling and your pillow; they won’t betray you.
Start listening to your own breathing when you fall asleep.
It’s time, dear, to stop looking at what could have been.
Because, my precious sweetheart, you should be all you will ever need.
His cologne is a perk that you can live without.
Her lipstick on your lips is a smudge you can live without.
Your joy?
Your joy, dearest darling, you cannot live without.”
Saturday, December 13, 2014
Friday, November 21, 2014
I can’t go with you…
“I can’t go with you…because you don’t love me, you maybe want to love me. But I think what you love right now is the idea of me. You can’t love someone for what they stand for or seem to be. You have to love them for their details, for the little things that are true of them and only them.”
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
— Sade Andria Zabala | More Guts Than Fish, More Balls Than You
“Do not call me weak.
It was brave of me to love you, and
it was brave of me to leave you.
It was strength enough for me to walk away
when my legs were shaking,
lungs were aching,
body screaming out for you still
I
walked
away.
And now I’m here.
So don’t ever call me weak.
I am courageous as fuck.”
It was brave of me to love you, and
it was brave of me to leave you.
It was strength enough for me to walk away
when my legs were shaking,
lungs were aching,
body screaming out for you still
I
walked
away.
And now I’m here.
So don’t ever call me weak.
I am courageous as fuck.”
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
— i.c. // to the ones who lost their best friend (via delicatepoetry)
“She always loved the sea, but that never explained
why I saw shipwrecks in her smile. She was the type
of girl that slipped out of your fingers like sand,
especially when you tried to hold on too tight, she
didn’t like being too close. She’d crash into men like
the waves crashed into rocks, she thought she would
find herself in them but she never did. I told her she
already had something. I told her that the emotions
she held inside her were gifts to be written and given,
but instead she swallowed pills that took them away.
She asked me if I believed in heaven and I said yes,
and followed it with a don’t go without me. She shook
away the smile on her face and said one day she’d meet
me between the sea and the sun, I didn’t understand
what the hell she meant so I just said okay. It wasn’t
until the next day I called her in the morning and got no
answer, no answer, no answer.
The last time I caught a glimpse of her was when I set
her ashes free, between the sun and the sea. Where
she wanted to be.”
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Saturday, September 6, 2014
— Tiny Stories
“
The saddest word
in the whole wide world
is the word almost.
He was almost in love.
She was almost good for him.
He almost stopped her.
She almost waited.
He almost lived.
They almost made it. ”
The saddest word
in the whole wide world
is the word almost.
He was almost in love.
She was almost good for him.
He almost stopped her.
She almost waited.
He almost lived.
They almost made it. ”
Friday, September 5, 2014
— Wouldn’t It Be Wonderful, l.h.k.
“I hope you fall in love
With someone who always texts back and never lets
You fall asleep thinking you’re
Unwanted.
I hope you fall in love with someone
Who holds your hand during the scary parts of
Horror movies and burns
Cookies with you when you’re
Too busy dancing around the
Kitchen.
I hope you fall in love with
Someone who sees galaxies in your eyes
And hears music in your
Heartbeats.
I hope you fall in love with someone who
Tickles you and makes you smile
On hard days and on easy
Ones.
But beyond all that I hope
You fall in love with someone
Who will never leave you behind
And who will never take you
For granted, someone who
Will stand by you when you’re
Right and stand by you
When you’re wrong,
Someone who has seen you at your worst
And has loved you
Still.
I hope you fall in love
With someone who
Kisses you in the rain
And hugs you in the cold and
Wouldn’t have you any other
Way.”
With someone who always texts back and never lets
You fall asleep thinking you’re
Unwanted.
I hope you fall in love with someone
Who holds your hand during the scary parts of
Horror movies and burns
Cookies with you when you’re
Too busy dancing around the
Kitchen.
I hope you fall in love with
Someone who sees galaxies in your eyes
And hears music in your
Heartbeats.
I hope you fall in love with someone who
Tickles you and makes you smile
On hard days and on easy
Ones.
But beyond all that I hope
You fall in love with someone
Who will never leave you behind
And who will never take you
For granted, someone who
Will stand by you when you’re
Right and stand by you
When you’re wrong,
Someone who has seen you at your worst
And has loved you
Still.
I hope you fall in love
With someone who
Kisses you in the rain
And hugs you in the cold and
Wouldn’t have you any other
Way.”
How to kill someone;
How to kill someone;
Hold their hand and then never touch their skin again,
See them nearly everyday and pretend they don’t exist,
Act like everything you ever said to them was a lie.
— Deb Caletti
Thursday, September 4, 2014
― Amy Reed
“What if I’m so broken I can never do something as basic as feed myself? Do you realize how twisted that is? It amazes me sometimes that humans still exist. We’re just animals, after all. And how can an animal get so removed from nature that it loses the instinct to keep itself alive?”
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
— Mandy Hale
“You can love them, forgive them, want good things for them… But still move on without them.”
Sunday, August 24, 2014
I don’t know if I can survive that.
I’m scared that if I let myself be happy for just one moment, the world’s just going to come crashing down. And I don’t know if I can survive that.
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