I sit in my room till 3 a.m.
and browse through stacks of books,
looking for some answers.
It’s been two days since I slept.
I’m starting to get dizzy even
when I’m sitting down.
I read poetry, non-fiction,
autobiographies, and short stories.
I scan an advice column six times over.
I flip through newspapers and grocery lists,
but nothing says what I want it to.
I stand up.
My head topples to the ground.
I wake up on my bedroom floor,
with my hands gripping a stack of books.
I do this,
until I decide to put off
searching for just a second.
I pick up a notebook.
I get myself a pen.
I stare at it blankly
for one minute
Something tells me
if I want my questions
answered by what I’ve read,
I’m going to have to
write it myself.
So this girl just went missing in Clark, NJ a few hours ago…
So if you live in the area or heard/read anything
Call the cops you know
did she really feel the need to post about it on twitter
yeah you’re right she probably shouldn’t have reached out for help after realizing an intruder had broken into her house
i’ll eat you up i love you so sorry, i couldn’t resist quoting “Where the Wild Things Are”. (I’m very lame and that’s one of my favorite children’s books okay)
I’m sorry. I just… the anon hate is too toxic in my life. The shit I’ve been feeling the past few days, it’s not healthy. I need to be happy. While Tumblr made me very happy at one point, it’s not now. I need to make myself happy so that means to separate myself from Tumblr. Sorry.
glad to know I won’t be missed
This is absolutely terrifying. Just look at it, it is so real and astonishing. You need to reblog this. I don’t care if you’re used to reblogging orange, teenage girls with vans on. I don’t care if you’re used to reblogging vintage or photography. This is real. You can even see the fury in his eyes. The tense muscles in between his fingers. The heavy breathing. reblog this. NOW.in all seriousness thoughM..my heart just stopped… ;~;Guys, you’ve got to reblog this. It’s reality and it needs to be brought to everyone’s attention.I lost a friend to this kind of harassment. I really don’t want to remind myself of everything that happened so I won’t say a word about it. All I will say is, he was one of my best friends and the kindest person I had ever known. The pain I went through after his death was indescribable. I want you all to know that it’s not easing knowing that someone you love had such thoughts that they didn’t deserve living anymore. I’m not good with words at all so please excuse this lousy paragraph I have attempted to write to move you. I am serious though. Don’t ignore this.i’m going to reblog forever.This kills me, please stop this.it seriously hurts to know people say thishow the fuck could you possibly send someone hate, or make rude comments when you know all to well that this could be the outcome, makes me sick. somebody please stop this from happening.
ALRIGHT STOP SCROLLING RIGHT NOW. REBLOG THIS. I DON’T CARE IF YOU ARE A HIPSTER, SUMMER, PHOTOGRAPHY, BOHO, SURF, WHATEVER BLOG. REBLOG THIS.
Oh my god
THIS MOVED ME SO MUCH GUYS REBLOG ;__; ;;;n;;;
((I DONT CARE WHAT KIND OF BLOG YOU ARE
This doesn’t fit my blog type, but I had to reblog this. It’s so powerful.