I'm generally a mopey cunt, but sometimes I do smile, I've been told I look cute when I do. I'll let you decide that one.
My heads a general mess, life is confusing. I have strong political beliefs & I fully welcome the debating of ideas (so long as they are of some degree of intelligence).
I enjoy learning about & discovering new things.
Ask me anything.
Things that make me happy:
Fire, tea ,tea, tea, stars, music, candles & incense, pretty landscapes/views (especially at sunset/rise), cuddles
and my friends.
This blog ting will be a mixture of the shit that goes around my head, politics (I might get angry), music & pretty things.
if you ever want to be amused yet very confused at the same time, google image search “hitler teapot”
Some of the that good dro tasted amazing
Don’t seem to have the ability to enjoy myself without my mind deciding it’s time to get paranoid & have a panic attack. Yay.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of forevers. We
have both known loss like the sharp edge
of a knife. We have both lived with lips
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came
unannounced in the middle of the night.
Our love came when we’d given up
on asking love to come. I think
that has to be part
of its miracle.
This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You
will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms
will bandage and we will press promises
between us like flowers in a book.
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat
on your skin. I will write novels to the scar
on your nose. I will write a dictionary
of all the words I have used trying
to describe the way it feels to have finally,
finally found you.
And I will not be afraid
of your scars.
I know sometimes
it’s still hard to let me see you
in all your cracked perfection,
but please know:
whether it’s the days you burn
more brilliant than the sun
or the nights you collapse into my lap
your body broken into a thousand questions,
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I will love you when you are a still day.
I will love you when you are a hurricane.
Yo. I want this.
(via thegoddamazon)
this is how I learned to stop doing it, people should reblog this.
this is actually important
Hey look self harm advice that acknowledges that there’s more than two reasons that people do it
applauds
this is great
