You can't live your life by song lyrics
Don't apologize for your existence
i am tired of trying to change the world one person at a time
Life is the leading cause of death.
I've never seen a glacier up close, but I've touched your hand. It felt so cold.
When she said, "I want to fuck your voice," I was so proud that I could've killed her. Slowly.
if I ever snap, you'll only know afterward
Actually, I have a whole harem of men and women who worship the ground I walk on.
you never let me feel
My Experiments With Truth
Tell me that you don't take that blade. Drag it across your skin. And pray for the courage to press down.
Nodes I want to add to when I have time:
A poem I wrote when I was 5
Note to my secret santa:
I collect postcards, so those are always fun. Other than that, anything hand made would be rockin’. I’m sure I’ll love it!
d313rium
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- Active vs Passive Nihilism
- An open letter to the chosen one
- As if he knew that words were how I kissed
- Beautiful things that have made you cry
- burnout classy
- Choose your words carefully; now throw them away
- Damocles
- Don't tell her she's beautiful
- Dried Cranberry and Stoli Ice Cream (thing)
- Every beauty is a tragedy waiting to happen
- Excuse me, may I blow your mind?
- Existentialism
- Falling out of love with friends
- Franny and Zooey
- Hello, I take Zoloft. I am so gloriously mentally ill! You will love me, yes?
- homebrew sake
- How did I get here, Sarah? (place)
- How much pain did you cause?
- How to pack someone out of your life (idea)
- How to ruin someone's life
- I am sorry but when you were talking I was admiring the shape of your lips and evaluating their kissability
- I beg of you, cradle my head so that I might be with you forever
- I Can't Make You Love Me
- I don't have a postmodern condition; I've always been like this
- i got the wound, if you got the salt
- I just wanted to destroy something beautiful
- I wish I could cry (idea)
- I would like to sit in a coffee shop with a notebook, two pens, a carton of cigarettes, and you
- I'm angry, and tired, and sad, and I just don't want to deal with it right now, so fuck off
- I'm not anorexic, but I'm working on it
- I've been smoking ever since
- I've been smoking ever since (idea)
- I've given up believing in anything but coffee and fishnet stockings
- If you press your ear to the wrist of the world you can hear every heartbeat from the beginning of time
- It's always a good idea to tell people you love them if you do
- It's always raining somewhere
- It's only love: at the end of the day, there are still thunderstorms and sunsets
- Life with Blue Hair
- lipstick on my cigarette
- m_turner
- MIT Guide to Lockpicking
- Mixed Euphoria
- Most men lead lives of quiet desperation
- My secret about cigarettes
- My Snuffleupagus smells like CK One. This does not disturb me.
- Oedipus Rex and the Existential dilemma (idea)
- On losing my strip-club cherry
- Our obsessions almost killed me, but now here we are, talking like normal human beings
- Pretend you're not dying inside
- prole
- punk rock breasts
- Rose pudding
- Russian nihilism
- Sauternes ice cream
- Screw the Roses, Send Me the Thorns
- Smoking cigarettes on a roof in the middle of winter
- Some tips on coping with bipolar disorder
- Sometimes, I get so lonely I can't stand being conscious.
- Stealing your best friend's girlfriend
- Suzanne Vega
- Tell people they're beautiful and you will change the world
- Thanksgiving, suicide, and the breakdown of an already dysfunctional family
- The Art of the Mix Tape
- The Crying of Lot 49
- The Dangers of Dating Smokers
- The day I realized how sane I really am
- The Idiot's Guide to the Transmutation of Morals
- The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas
- The Princess who was Hidden Underground
- The room is full of smoke and dialogue I know by heart
- The Sonnet Game
- The uselessness of convention in the face of True Love
- The Way of a Pilgrim
- There is no good depression. It's not sexy. It's not fun. It's not the new rock and roll.
- These are some of the best nights of my life
- Things I've learned about lesbians from porn
- Three packs of sugar, one cream
- Two hours and thirty-eight minutes to live
- Vicar or Whatever
- We journal only when we hurt
- we used to be punk
- Wet T-shirts and hot summers: a fifteen year old's definition of love
- What "I love you" doesn't mean
- When you fly like thunder, I am reminded of Icarus and Bellerophon. How does your myth end?
- Why every girl on the entire planet has a boyfriend
- Why oh why did the black crayon always die first?
- You are not special. You will die here, too.
- Your cigarette traces a ladder
- Your Nodeshells