December 2011
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I want to look up at a building and see a...
Please excuse the dump;
Since my tumblr has been rather bereft of images lately I figured I’d throw up some photo’s from the past two weeks off my phone.
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And then you find out she's already cheated on...
You know when crazy shit happens that just rocks you to the core and makes you question everthing you have ever known or believed in? I just had that. My insides were almost blast around the inner of my skin, my brain was dripping out my ear. I feel like writing poetry like Ted Hughes as everything I’m feeling is as intagible as his must have writing Crow. I laughed at the tremours of fear...
I'm quite sure if someone saw what I just wrote in...
Then again, isn’t everyone?
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Empty.
A few years ago I adopted the word EMPTY in to my day-to-day life. I mean I used it to represent how I felt, or more so how I wanted to feel - empty. I figured that if I told myself I was empty and plastered it wherever I could (like the bottom of my bodyboard and the end of my name on myspace etc), and made it clear to anyone else that’s how I was, then that is how I would be. EMPTY. Devoid...
Anonymous asked: What's with the last posts?
Everything will be nothing.