I have never been so livid. 

And this a restless ball of energy and moving skin

aimless anger like it’s the final shakedown 

and hyperventilating the question;  ’what am I doing’.

That familiar feeling of distance and the discontent that comes with having to learn how to sleep on your own again, and not wanting to relearn how to be by yourself.

The heavy feeling of distance. 

-miss super secret weaboos with power levels of over 9000 and ginger sideburns and weirdly smooth hands.

:(

APA BAH KAO RISAU, BUDU. :P

…

<3

-you’d stop underestimating me.

I am not as selfish as you, I have calculated all the ways in which I can hurt people with my actions.

And while I try not to, hurt or make what are to you, mistakes,they are always on my own terms. Always.

I am not like the people who ask why can’t they be happy.

I am unlike you-

I know. We’re all terrible people.  

jillik:

teachmehowtoscream:

Mad, kiss, naked.

Pass, secret, suicide

Crush, Fool, Rage.

The world has taught us to be afraid

more than we know care to acknowledge

so deeply ingrained into our souls

lessons taught that we

call it ‘instinct’ and we forget that we never could have

known to fear fire before it existed.

I too, was once like you.

And told myself

need no one

need nothing

and these pale fragile things are-

Just that.

-lovesunk with our desires and ruled by posibilities rather than facts.

And let our lives be dictated by hopes and dreams and maybe’s and what if’s, that we fail the tried, the true, and the certain without ever letting it be more more more.

And we lose sight-

Of everything, I suppose.

I’m tired. I think it’s time to be less brave.