Its all opinion. All the time.
I don’t want to be famous and rich, I want to be happy and comfortable
Money helps but I don’t want it from you, or anyone else. I just want your love, support, and accept ion for who I am. (which is harder to give btw.)
Life is fucked up, but being silly, and loving makes it worth it.
Just because I don’t want to be you, and I am not you doesn’t mean that I don’t love, respect, and listen to you. Nor does it mean that I am not like you.
Even though I don’t see you or talk to you all the time doesn’t mean that your not with me everywhere anyway. It just means like a plant, I need a bigger pot to grow in. Like you guys! In your case you could say your roots wanted more space and the weeds were makings your health suffer
There is no fight that can’t be overcome, some are just harder to handle and the results may not be what you expected.
I just want to be myself and I want everyone else to be themselves as well. If they are assholes i’ll just stop being around them.
I always wish to be honest but sometimes i don’t like what honesty is.
A giant confusing mess
I believe in the creator, which is like God. Religion just isn’t for me. I feel lost in big groups of people. And I don’t like following someone else’s set of rules. I like the one on one stuff Im always talking to god in my head.
I want to express myself through more then just emotions and words. I’m sorry I have so much clothes its just because I feel too much.
No dessert is better the chocolate mousse.
I hate pressure and melt under it. It means someone is focusing on judging me and what they say may not be what they are thinking. Which causes me paranoia and turns me into a hot mess.
I have a deep connection with the earth and its brilliantly thoughtless being. Partly because I know its not secretly plotting against me!
Im very curious and psychology but the more real psychosis is the less I like horror movies and the more i second guess everything.
We are all whores to the economy pimp. And if you aren’t you will slowly stop existing.
When Im talking to myself really Im just pretending I’m not alone. Its called an imagination ! It was awesome as a kid!
Im tired of this already, but my brain won’t shut off. Must distract thyself.
Ghostface Killah - “Paragraphes Of Love Ft. Vaughn Anthony And Estelle”
"Think of yourself as dead. You have lived your life. Now, take what’s left and live it properly."
Marcus Aurelius (via incapacityinc)
(Source: incapacityinc, via incapacityinc)
"Let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow."
Khalil Gibran (The Prophet)
Justbeautiful
(Source: kari-shma, via quote-book)
"The only truth I can understand or express is, logically defined, a lie. Psychologically defined, a symbol. Aesthetically defined, a metaphor."
Ursula Le Guin
Gotta focus while your walking through chaos. You don’t know whats blowing in the wind coming your way. Follow your impulses to keep your mind from stumbling around. Time is a factor, you need to know when the moments come to trust yourself and choose what you should do next. Whether its to let someone you love walk away, or if they’re worth your embarrassment you’ll persist. Its not just about the people, love can be endless. If what you love in life can reciprocate the love to you, just maybe you’ll learn to balance it. Focus through the chaos, it can be beautiful; just depends where your looking from.
I’m a shadow of what you’ve seen. A memory of what might have been. The ideal you keep so close is mean Your mind locked in a cage in-conceived. I’m just a shadow of what you’ve seen. A memory of what might have been. A dream that you want to believe. Forever your stuck in what you perceive.
Should, shouldnt, whatever. Can, will, want, dont bother.
A black jaguar called Boogie walks in his cage at the zoo in Tbilisi, Georgia
<3 I used to be obsessed with jaguars as a child. Now I know why Im so perverse. According to the the Mayan people they exude sex.
Deine Liebe gibt mir die Kraft frei zu leben.
I feel like Im thinking clearly for the first time. I know what I want. I love what I have. My past is interesting… and my future is well turning into the past day by day. I have questioned everything in life, the truth, perspective, love, anger, society, manipulation, myself and with these questions I realize that there is no certainty in an answer. Which had to be challenged to make me realize. Embrace the chaos, its so commonly said and its true if you believe its chaos, I guess. It takes a while to accept things as how they are. My family life has been extremely crazy and dramatic but I love them. They’ve always been there for me, they’ve given me almost everything I have. My friends, they practically are my family, they help me get through each day with their silly, stupid and perverse commentary on life. I don’t know what my life is going to be like any day but Im sure I’ll make it through it because I have so much support even when I doubt it. Even though I know I will feel lost again. I mean, I felt lost last week.. but I’ll be back here in two. Haha, funny how that happens. Reality can be shit, but shit can grow lushes plants! So it just depends how you look at it. Perspectives shaky, and as uncertain as answers are but it can make you understand other people and come to new realizations if you just let it. Don’t get stuck on anything. Everything always changes and it your playing the game like stalemate you’ll just get really dirty and bored.
What constitutes a prostitute is the pursuit of profit
Dear: Cee-lo Green
I have come to a passing in my life where like a lot of people I feel lost in the chaos of my own mind. I used to think that drowning myself in my subconscious as much as I could would lead me to some sort of wisdom but instead its lead me to a world of my own creation. I would use music, art, writings, as a way to guide me to understanding but I feel as though most of it has either taken me down to extreme doubt or hope. Your song with Gnarls Barkley, “Who’s gonna save my soul” which I am listening to right now… takes me to a nirvana as if someone, or everyone understands the exact state of mind I have felt so many times. An introspective pain, and devastation that leaves you with doubt that is overwhelming but at the same time leaves you with hope that there is something, someone out there that will bring you back. That will inspire you heart, soul and mind to continue on with life. But the saddest part of the song really seems to be ” still my hunger turns to greed, cuz what about what I need”… we search our whole lives for someone else to fill what we think we are missing yet we truly dedicate everything to ourselves. We live in this fantasy where someone else makes everything better, and that we will fill their needs, fill their hole, yet we always come back to ours, first and foremost. I prefer the live version at abbey road because it feels like the real, organic nature of the song…but then in the music video it contains a vast amount of satire. Maybe to lighten the song, but I really think it must be because without the satire it leaves you breathless, hopeless, and lost. And obviously there is something about having a dependence on someone to save your soul, is kind of ridiculous… or what I mean to say the expectation is, a state of pathetic that someone would feel in that very situation. That they need someone, its frightening. Pride is gone, your almost at selflessness and then you suddenly become selfish. You think that by finally giving up your heart, like in the video your becoming selfless..you realize the pain you’ve caused and basically destroy yourself over it allowing no one else to ever penetrate your being. Because you caused pain, and realize it you half ass sacrifice yourself leaving your soul out of commission to connect with anyone else and evidently causing anyone else who comes to care for you pain because they can’t reach you, your only half there. Im rambling and ranting, and I could go on but your never going to read this, few will, which is great, fantastic, why? Because it is confusing and half-assed. haha
For me love is kinda like believing in god; Im always trying to convince my self its not real.
I think its in an emotional defence to avoid looking foolish, to being wrong. But I can never prove it right either. So, I end up looking foolish anyway. The emotional stress of not being sure, is what always gets to me and breaks me down. Not the answer. Either the real or the surreal would do honestly. Which why I think I should settle of faith because its the healthiest choice to make it seems. Im just not sure if Im mature enough to commit to something you need faith in.
Tis it best to let ones drowning soul suffer? Or to see the face that deceives one? But thy image puzzles thy will. To see thy outrageous mask to be ones own. Never yet able to grasp thyself. How shall another? Tis empty and no one can realize. Futile is the objective with a conceivable future. For thy beats are capricious. Thy mind fickle. So one must await a que but what shall thy do if one cannot be imperturbable?
