My dad is going up with his new fiancee for Thanksgiving. I’m not invited. My brother has to work, and lives in Georgia, regardless. At least Thanksgiving’s a vile holiday to begin with. I feel so displaced. This year makes me want to walk into a river and never come back. I know it’s alright not to be okay, but it’s getting to the point where I can’t recognize things. I think I need a hug. God, I feel so human.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhrrrrrrm. I just worked through a knot in my shoulder that was so deep and stubborn it started writhing like a snake. Though, needless to say, my migraine is almost completely gone! :D and to think I almost took pain medication. Western culture focuses far too much on treating symptoms, rather than causes.
See, what you need to understand is that “Not all guys like that” is never going to work. Because you’re answering an entirely different conversation than what women are actually saying.
You think women are saying “Every man is a predator and a danger to me.” And you’re…
Rhetoric is such an important tool for cultivating mediation and understanding. This is beautiful.
I get it. Everything is woven into some beautifully divine and intricate tapestry. But I swear, it’s getting to the point where I want to fashion it into a noose.
I feel as if I’m treading water in a sea of present tenses for which you’ve set a date to drown. I am not that free spirit. Inevitability shouldn’t cause so much distress. I need to learn to float better, with as much significance as fragility will allow. I am frail despite my frame. Get stronger. My mental confines are barking like mad.
A Iraqi girl in an orphanage - missing her mother so she drew her and fell asleep inside her
Anne Morrow Lindbergh (via rainydaysandblankets)
In the early days of the Velvet Underground, Lou Reed and John Cale had a day job playing Batman and Robin at birthday parties.
Nigeria’s Hyena Men by photographer Pieter Hugo
Some timings are everything, like swallowing just enough salt water moments before the waves crash you into the rocks. Together the sensations multiply into a blissful succession that allows you to feel an overwhelming sense of nothingness. Just hold your breath. It’s not that bad. “It could be worse” in hindsight will make you gag. Lick your wounds. Form scars. Learn to love without expectation nor reciprocation. Let go. Learn to bleed. Emotions come with as many reigns as the sea. Don’t curse the clouds, curse your timing, at least you’re learning how to swim. Learn to love, learn to love, learn to love. How I love by remembering to forget the thrills of learning how to hate.