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Thu, 02 May 2013 04:10:20 -0400

"We waited and waited. All of us. Didn’t the shrink know that waiting was one of the things that..."

Thu, 02 May 2013 04:07:51 -0400

“We waited and waited. All of us. Didn’t the shrink know that waiting was one of the things that drove people crazy? People waited all their lives. They waited to live, they waited to die. They waited in line to buy toilet paper. They waited in line for money. And if they didn’t have any money, they waited in longer lines. You waited to go to sleep then awaken. You waited to get married and you waited to get divorced. You waited for it to rain, you waited for it to stop. You waited to eat and then you waited to eat again. You waited in a shrink’s office with a bunch of psychos and you wondered if you were one.”

- Pulp (Charles Bukowski)

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and..."

Thu, 02 May 2013 04:07:22 -0400

““Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” - Neil Gaiman”

- (via the-random-quotes)

"While I can’t have you, I long for you. I am the kind of person who would miss a train or a plane to..."

Thu, 02 May 2013 04:06:06 -0400

“While I can’t have you, I long for you. I am the kind of person who would miss a train or a plane to meet you for coffee. I’d take a taxi across town to see you for ten minutes. I’d wait outside all night if I thought you would open the door in the morning. If you call me and say ‘Will you…’ my answer is ‘Yes’, before your sentence is out. I spin worlds where we could be together. I dream you. For me, imagination and desire are very close.”

- Jeanette Winterson (via wordsthat-speak)

"the first word I teach my daughter will be “no” she will sing it to me and scream it at me and I..."

Thu, 02 May 2013 04:01:18 -0400

“the first word I teach my daughter will be “no”
she will sing it to me and scream it at me
and I will never tell her to quiet down
she will say it when I tell her to go to bed
when I tell her she can’t have anymore candy
or watch anymore television
“no” will be my daughter’s favorite word
not only will I teach her how to say it
but I will teach her to repeat it over and over
again until every single atom in her tiny little body
hums with it
If it makes her less soft than the other girls
I will take her to museums and show her
what marble and stone can become
I will brush her hair and let her wear whatever
she wants
whatever that makes her
she will know
that the world has been built upon “no’s”
upon rejections and refusals and swords
if this makes her a warrior in a field of
flowers, then she will walk without fear
of being trampled on
the first word I teach my daughter will be
“no”
and when she grows up
in a world that tells her
she can’t walk down the street by herself
that “no” will be heard
it will roar and echo down the block
and she will never be told to keep
silent
she will not know the meaning of the word.”

- The First Word I Teach My Daughter (via thenewwomensmovement)

I don't think feelings change, nor people. I think situations change. I know that it's possible to dislike someone after loving them so much, or to love someone after feeling so much hate towards them. But, it's not because people change, it's because it's not the same anymore. It's because something made you think differently, something opened your eyes, something caused you to see everyday the way it is at last. It's like days. Days can be cloudy, or days can be sunny, but days don't change, the weather does. And nothing can play a part in that or fix that, they can just let it be.

Thu, 02 May 2013 03:59:09 -0400

"There’s 7 billion 46 million people on the planet And most of us have the audacity to think we..."

Thu, 02 May 2013 03:57:40 -0400

“There’s 7 billion 46 million people on the planet
And most of us have the audacity to think we matter
Hey, you hear the one about the comedian who croaked?
Someone stabbed him in the heart, just a little poke
But he keeled over ‘cause he went into battle wearing chain mail made of jokes
Hey, you hear the one about the screenwriter who passed away?
He was giving elevator pitches and the elevator got stuck halfway
He ended up eating smushed sandwiches they pushed through a crack in the door
And repeating the same crappy screenplay idea about talking dogs ‘til his last day
Hey, you hear the one about the fisherman who passed?
He didn’t jump off that ledge
He just stepped out into the air and pulled the ground up towards him really fast
Like he was pitching a line and went fishing for concrete
The earth is a drum and he’s hitting it on beat
The reason there’s smog in Los Angeles is ‘cause if we could see the stars
If we could see the context of the universe in which we exist
And we could see how small each one of us is
Against the vastness of what we don’t know
No one would ever audition for a McDonalds commercial again
And then where would we be?
No frozen dinners and no TV
And is that a world we want to text in?
Either someone just microwaved popcorn
Or I hear the sound of a thousand people pulling their heads out of their asses in rapid succession
The people are hunched over in Boston
They’re starting app stores and screen printing companies in San Francisco
They’re grinning in Los Angeles like they’ve got fishhooks in the corners of their mouth
But don’t paint me like the good guy ‘cause every time I write
I get to choose the angle that you view me and select the nicest light
You wouldn’t respect me if you heard the typewriter chatter tap tap
Tapping through my mind at night
The same stupid tape loop of old sitcom dialogue
And tattered memories of a girl I got to grind on in high school
Filed carefully on rice paper
My heart is a colored pencil
But my brain is an eraser
I don’t want a real girl, I want to trace her from a catalogue
Truth be told I’m unlikely to hold you down
Cause my soul is a crowded subway train
And people keep deciding to get on the next one that rolls through town
I’m joining a false movement in San Francisco
I’m frowning and hunched over in Boston
I’m smiling in Los Angeles like I’ve got fishhooks in the corners of my mouth
And I’m celebrating on weekends
Because there are 7 billion 47 million people on the planet
And I have the audacity to think I matter
I know it’s a lie but I prefer it to the alternative
Because I’ve got a tourniquet tied at my elbow / I’ve got
A blunt wrap filled with compliments and I’m burnin it
You say to go to sleep but I been bouncing off my bedroom walls since I was hecka small
We’re every age at once and tucked inside ourselves like Russian nesting dolls
My mother is an 8 year old girl
My grandson is a 74 year old retiree whose kidneys just failed
And that’s the glue between me and you
That’s the screws and nails
We live in a house made of each other
And if that sounds strange that’s because it is
Someone please freeze time so I can run around turning everyone’s pockets inside out
And remember, you didn’t see shit”

- Tiny Glowing Screens, Part 2, Watsky (via jesusfuckmechrist)

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Thu, 02 May 2013 03:52:01 -0400

"Don’t wait until everything is just right. It will never be perfect. There will always be..."

Thu, 02 May 2013 03:51:45 -0400

““Don’t wait until everything is just right. It will never be perfect. There will always be challenges, obstacles and less than perfect conditions. So what. Get started now. With each step you take, you will grow stronger and stronger, more and more skilled, more and more self-confident and more and more successful.” - Mark Victor Hansen”

- (via the-random-quotes)

collinpro: Fitness Lovers

Sun, 09 Dec 2012 01:43:49 -0500

collinpro:

Fitness Lovers

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Sun, 09 Dec 2012 01:42:17 -0500

"You will always give each encounter, be they male or female, your email address, your cell phone..."

Fri, 02 Nov 2012 00:04:15 -0400

“You will always give each encounter, be they male or female, your email address, your cell phone number, your home phone number, and your pager number telling them—no, encouraging them, to call you anytime day or night. Make sure they know if they need a mouth, ass or cunt to fuck you are willing. Tell them you do gangbangs, provide maid service, that you will always be more then happy to meet them where they say, when they say, dressed as they say, do what they say. When called, unless occupied with your Master, you will stop immediately to accommodate them, if you are making dinner you will STOP, if you are sleeping you WILL GET UP.”

- Workout Girls by pen_telme (via asellinae)

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Thu, 01 Nov 2012 20:52:41 -0400

"A pessimist sees only the dark side of the clouds, and mopes; a philosopher sees both sides, and..."

Wed, 12 Sep 2012 21:50:31 -0400

“A pessimist sees only the dark side of the clouds, and mopes; a philosopher sees both sides, and shrugs; an optimist doesn’t see the clouds at all - he’s walking on them.”

- Leonard Louis Levinson (via johannal)

Storm: [about Nightcrawler's scars] They're beautiful. How many do you have?

Wed, 12 Sep 2012 21:13:55 -0400

Storm: [about Nightcrawler's scars] They're beautiful. How many do you have?
Nightcrawler: One for every sin. So quite a few.

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Mon, 27 Aug 2012 00:18:19 -0400

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warmsummmerbreeze: Exactly how I feel.

Mon, 20 Aug 2012 15:55:59 -0400

warmsummmerbreeze:

Exactly how I feel.

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Mon, 20 Aug 2012 15:50:09 -0400

An Open Letter to the Twenty-Somethings

Fri, 10 Aug 2012 00:52:51 -0400

An Open Letter to the Twenty-Somethings

"It’s got to be that can’t-eat, can’t-sleep, reach-for-the-stars, over-the-fence, World Series kind..."

Fri, 10 Aug 2012 00:50:43 -0400

“It’s got to be that can’t-eat, can’t-sleep, reach-for-the-stars, over-the-fence, World Series kind of stuff.”

- It Takes Two (via queenofdenial)