I still remember the ways that you touched me Now I know I don’t mean anything to you You’re Easy Breezy and I’m Japaneesy Soon you’ll mean exactly nothing to me And that means… You look stupid telling all your friends how you got the best of me I intended to share the pleasure only Now I look stupid We’re living in a world with a lot of pressure ...
The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good...– Friedrich Nietzsche (via bitchville)
letting go takes courage. it isn't just one thing...
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That’s the thing about letting old lovers go. You don’t stop loving some of...– Anon. (via redrubies)
my point is not that everything is bad, but that everything is dangerous, which...– Michel Foucault, Beyond Structuralism and Hermeneutics (via une-mort-existentielle) (via mewmewfoucault)
Sometimes I think you would have to be absolutely androgynous to not want to make love to me. The most annoying part of being a sexy thing is when you go through a whole day with nobody seeming to want to ravish you. Mythology should make love to me, musical notes should make love to me, hell, strawberry jam should make love to me. Thunderstorms should make love to me. They’re the most...
Try dressing like a drag queen. Female femininity, as much as female masculinity...– http://www.velvetparkmedia.com/blogs/ask-diana (via fuckyeahfemmes)
... And not see all the things?
“Tell me how should I feel When you made me belong And the thought of you just touching her Is what I hate most? I don’t want you but I want it And I can’t let it go To know you give it to her like you gave it to me, come on He’s so arrogant and bold She gon’ love that shit, I know I done put in a call, time to ring the alarm ‘Cause you ain’t...
One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns...– PNA (via vild) (via allaboutlove)
The secret is, I trust people much too easily....
“I want to hurt you and don’t know why Though i know it’s not like me I can not help it, though I try to keep you away All this time i thought I knew who you were But this time all your words were just lies for demise And your thoughts were found unpure So when push comes to shove i found reasons To not work it out or relate And get off on the fear that i get when your...
Love doesn’t ask many questions, because if we stop to think we become fearful....– By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept | Paulo Coelho (via anythingbutnaked)
I can't keep up.
“How come you always end up changing your intentions? How come you always wind up blowing hot and cold? One minute honest then you’re full of false pretension Head in the clouds but still you’re desperate to control, to control..” - James Morrison, How Come I don’t know if this refers to you, or me.
Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the spaces between the notes and curl...– Maya Angelou (via thechocolatebrigade) (via libraryland)