August 25, 2011
Stolen - A Novel.

As the window came crashing down and pieces of broken glass shattered  all over my room, my mind started to fill with darkness and despair, staring down at the broken pieces of glass, I didn’t see shattered glass, I didn’t see a broken window, I seen a broken life. 

In that very moment, all I could think about was how in the same way, you had shattered my world, tore me to shreds, ripped my soul apart and left me for dead.

August 24, 2011
"Her heart no longer suspended from a loosely woven string & she felt four-leaf clovers sparkle through her eyes. Clear glass collected a rose tinted glow & the flowers bloomed healthy once again surrounding her destiny with naive picturesque lillies. The Moirae danced a smooth path around the petals & suddenly it became clear the extent of what she must sacrifice to encompass the life that had lived in her dreams for so long. It would be quite the sacrifice but in retrospect it wasn’t forever & the temporary struggle would undoubtedly shoot her internal locus to an utmost high which in the end would leave her illuminated with bliss. Her friend was having a dancing beauty tattooed upon her leg whilst this train of thought shot through the air. In between needles the radiant & most lovely friend interupted with, ‘Everytime I feel love, I think Christ I’m going to be crucified so I close my eyes and I become the cross.’ So beautiful."

— (via recordsfloat)

August 19, 2011
Welcome To My World

 From the moment I laid eyes on you, I have not been able to get you out of my mind.

Boy have I tried. I know I cannot afford you right now, so I pushed you to the back of my mind
trying really hard to forget about you, until one day I may be able to afford you
only
to wake up each morning with thoughts leading straight back to you
I gaze upon your photograph and see
that soft tan skin, that perfectly shaped wooden heel, and those laces, completing the already beautiful exterior
oh how I would love nothing more than to have you wrapped around my legs,
tightened, not letting go, taking each step with me
How divine we would look together and how you would add to my already complete
life
I can no longer resist,
today I swipe my card and await patiently for you to arrive
nicely packaged, without a mark, coming into my life where you belong
and where I will welcome you with open arms and wrap you on around my legs as
promised
let’s play together, let’s walk together, let’s make memories together
I know it’s going to be fun, we might walk some hard roads,
there might be some rain, even some puddles,
but that’s ok, because you were made for me
and I for you and together we can whether the storms and both survive
unmarked, unscratched,
as long as you stayed wrapped around me, and I continue to fasten those laces
whenever they come loose
I promise to take great care of you
always treat you with the delicacy, love and divine respect that someone as
precious and as beautiful
as you deserves
Welcome to my world
MY NEW Jeffery Campbells!!

 

August 16, 2011
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August 16, 2011

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August 11, 2011

August 11, 2011
"“Imagine this: you’re peaking. You’re in your youth. At the prime of your life. The last thing you want to be is a symbol for heroin use. You’ve finally met someone of the opposite sex you can finally write with. That’s never happened in your life. The only other person you could ever write with wasn’t as good a writer as you, and this person’s a better writer than you. And you’re in love, you have a best friend, you have a soul-fucking-mate, and you can’t even believe it’s happening in your lifetime. And as a bonus he’s beautiful. And he’s the best fuck that ever walked. And he wants to have babies, and what you want is babies. You’ve wanted to have babies forever. And he understands everything you say. And he completes your sentences. And he’s lazy, but he is spiritual, and he’s not embarrassed about praying, and he’s not embarrassed about chanting, he’s not embarrassed about God, Jesus, none of it. He fucking thinks it’s really cool. He wants to fucking learn the path. He wants to be enlightened. Everything. And there’s even room for you to fix him, which you like, cause you’re a fixer. He’s perfect in almost every fucking way. The only fucking happiness I ever had. And then it all gets taken away…”
— Courtney Love, 1995."

June 7, 2011
 Sometimes there isn’t a logical explanation, there isn’t an answer, there isn’t anything. Everything seemed so right and rang so true, yet the room was filled with silence.
There is just silence….one day everything will be explained and when it is you thank GOD there was silence on that very day and the rest that followed.
A reminder - to Trust God….as cliche as it does sound - there’s the proof that everything does happen for a reason.

 Sometimes there isn’t a logical explanation, there isn’t an answer, there isn’t anything. Everything seemed so right and rang so true, yet the room was filled with silence.

There is just silence….one day everything will be explained and when it is you thank GOD there was silence on that very day and the rest that followed.

A reminder - to Trust God….as cliche as it does sound - there’s the proof that everything does happen for a reason.

May 29, 2011

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