I sleep so much better when you’re laying next to me, but I know I should be okay when you’re not. I’m so lonely, I’m too needy, and I wish I could shut out my thoughts, if only for a night. Because I can’t stop chiding myself for being so ridiculous. People are fine without their significant other, they get by for a few nights. Even I used to be like that. I could go a month. But I’ve always been worse about my best friends, the people I tell everything to. Now I have both and I know I have too much of a reliance and it’s not fair so I’m working on being better. Meanwhile, everyone is okay, he’s okay, they’re okay; and I want to be okay, too. My heart is beating so fast and I feel exhausted and sick. I’m so tired of being so sensitive and needy. I don’t want you to get sick of me.
I can’t do (read more) from my phone so sorry this is a personal angst ridden post, feel free to scroll past. Emotions.
saying ‘since you support gay marriage you must be gay’ is like saying ‘since you support obama you must be obama’
we are all obama
And I swear in that moment we were Obama
We accept the Obama we think we deserve
My thoughts are Baracks I cannot fathom into Obamas.
Obama and I do share a more profound bond
we all need medication.
(via learning-happiness)
The way I saw you was pieces refracting the light, shifting into an infinite universe of flowers and rainbows and insects and planets, magical dividing cells, pictures no one else knew.”
– Francesca Lia Block, from Wasteland (via violentwavesofemotion)
Talk to me about sadness. I talk about it too much in my own head but I never mind others talking about it either; I occasionally feel like I tremendously need others to talk about it as well.”
– Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters (via violentwavesofemotion)
