Relentlessly Craving.

There is no easy way to get to that age where you have to explain more and more frequently to your mother that, Mom, I don’t need your permission, in fact I’m not asking for it. I can do what I want to do, I am just asking for your support as a courtesy. 


I guess I don’t really know how to be alone and it’s a thought that’s been kind of bothering me lately. I feel like healing myself without the love of someone being constantly here for me will be really impossible. And I want to be alone, I want to enjoy and be able to love myself. I want to do it for my own sake and for the sake of any poor soul who might ever have to put up with me. But then again I don’t. Cos it’s so hard to do on your own…


disswasher:

"You’re so shy, you should open up more!"

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(Source: tiolet)



Martin Bauendahl

Martin Bauendahl

(Source: denicedenice)

hotsuburbandad:

This is fake. They haven’t been sat on that rock for 50 years. If you look closely you can clearly see her swimsuit is different in the second photo, it has stripes on it. And the guy’s shorts seem to have a more floral pattern in the latter photo.Also, if someone sat on a rock for 50 years, it would have made the news. My theory is, they simply returned to the same location 50 years later, and recreated the original photo.

hotsuburbandad:

This is fake. They haven’t been sat on that rock for 50 years. If you look closely you can clearly see her swimsuit is different in the second photo, it has stripes on it. And the guy’s shorts seem to have a more floral pattern in the latter photo.Also, if someone sat on a rock for 50 years, it would have made the news. My theory is, they simply returned to the same location 50 years later, and recreated the original photo.

(Source: heyfunniest)

My friend just posted this photo of me on Facebook from summer time. Damn, I’m a bad bitch.  

My friend just posted this photo of me on Facebook from summer time. 
Damn, I’m a bad bitch.  

I just had my first CBT session, so I’m trying to be a bit more observant now of what is going on and keeping me from doing everything I need to do. Except I don’t have paper so I’m recording it here… Now I’m just trying to focus on this essay I have to do, but my eyes are blurring and I can’t read the words on my screen. My head is also aching so terribly and it is making it near impossible. So I don’t even think this is my mood’s fault this time, I’m just feeling shitty and I’m barely conscious. 

This is so awful…


Although we may think we are physical beings moving through a physical world, this is an illusion… We are really ‘receivers’ floating through a kaleidoscopic sea of frequency.
- Michael Talbot (via psychichange)

I still can’t believe everything I did.
I don’t know if I will ever forgive myself. 


I feel so suffocated in my tiny little room and I have too much shit I just want to throw it out but the hardest part is the effort that takes to do that. 


So fucking irritable. 


I’d forgotten how happy this song makes me!


dekutree:

fencehopping:

Chameleon hatching

humans are fucking pathetic look at this little nigga come out of his egg on his own no crying no helpless “wah wah cut my umbilical cord” bullshit he come out and he already on the hunt for reptilian pussy no fear no games. and we’re the evolved species? smh

chocolate-covered-chaos:

Ikea Monkey Oil on Canvas


Ahahhaahha thank goodness.

chocolate-covered-chaos:

Ikea Monkey
Oil on Canvas

Ahahhaahha thank goodness.