In the middle of your picture, lying in the reeds.
"The Glow Pt. 2" -The Microphones

i took my shirt off in the yard
no one saw that the skin on my shoulders was golden
now it’s not
my shirt’s back on
i forgot my songs
the glow is gone
my gliding body stopped

i could not get through september without a battle
i faced death
i went in with my arms swinging
but i heard my own breath
i had to face that i’m still living

i’m still flesh
i hold on to life with feelings

i’m not dead
there’s no end
my face is red
my blood flows harshly

my heart beats loudly

my chest still draws breath
i hold it
i’m boiling
ooh oh oh
there’s no end

I finally get it

I understand why people do hard drugs like coke or heroin. It makes them happy when nothing else in the world can.

I’m a worthless person. I wish I could motivate myself to go out and meet someone else but I’m not exactly boyfriend material. Actually, I’d make a terrible boyfriend because I’m an unstable, angry and self-loathing person. I really think that I lost my mind a few months back and I’ve just been trying to mask it with a facade and now it’s just not working anymore. I put everything I had, including my sanity, into something and fought sooooo hard to have it all be okay in the end but now I realize that all of it will be in vain. I’ll never have that chance to try again. If this post sounds like I’m rambling it’s because the ideas that are flowing through my head are moving at a dangerous rate. I think last night the remainder of my sanity was lost. Now I just want to be alone. From the world. There’re only a few ways for this to happen and I’m keeping all options on the table

rhapsodybrohemian:

The way to do it.

the-strange-cat:

This is the greatest post in the universe.

ttheshindigg:

You can’t control the Prince Of All Saiyans.

The amazing thing about the Toy Story trilogy is the fact that they waited 10 years to conclude the story, so that a story about nostalgia made you feel nostalgic towards the original content.

I wish I could turn back time and learn to be happy again. The past few months have transformed me into a cynical old man right before my eyes

I know it’s over yet still I cling. I don’t know where else I can go.

You make me so unsure of myself and everything that I do and say. The only thing I know for sure is that my feelings for you burn at my insides with every passing moment.