Sorry for disappearing on all of you out of nowhere again. I had to take a long, much needed personal break. I’m only back to give you all an update as I think I will continue my hiatus from Tumblr.

I may also be remaking, but I’ll fill you in if that does end up happening.

Take care.

xx

I’ve always had a problem with commitment. It used to be not writing in my journal everyday; things of small matter. But as time passes and I get older, it begins to affect things that are of more importance: school, work, relationships. I am a creature of habit, and the way I see it, it’s only a matter of time until I am done with my commitment to life.

To live.

(82)

clavicola:

Loneliness isn’t a condition you can prescribe pills for.
Everyone I know has some sort of
broken heart or a splinter that they’re too tired to notice
lodged into their chest. If you leave me alone for too long
I’ll throw my soul against the pavement from a thirty-seven
story window just to see if I can land on my feet.
That’s how my uncle died, but we’re not supposed to talk
about that anymore. If you truly loved me you’d love my shadows 
just as much, but that’s something I wouldn’t subject anybody to. 
There are darks pots where the sun doesn’t’ shine on my spine
and I think, I think that’s where I need you the most. 

Would you still care about me if I unzipped my skin
and showed you how I was rotting from the inside out? 

P.S. Please don’t feed me to the vultures. 

(Source: commovente)