Things That Make Me Believe in God
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life you hate me
I’m not even human I’m a body shaped demon– Tyler, the creator
Not just darker, not just gray- it may be the coldest day of the year- what does...– Meditations in an Emergency
aumaine: I miss being smug as hell and included. Even when the world doesn’t notice or validate you, confidence carries weight, no matter how misplaced. We were thick as thieves, and just as wayward, but we knew it. And we liked it. Dirty heavy sweet and faded, we were so many wasted nights. And yeah, it couldn’t last, and I let it go for a reason. But I’ll never say I don’t miss that sweet burn...
You don’t know me, and I don’t know you. Let it go, let it go.– Coconut Records (via jeannejeanne)
MY UNCLE SAID IF YOU GON BAAAALLLLLLLLL——- gotta keep a nice whip,...– Das Racist
Associate with the noblest people you can find; read the best books; live with...– Saul Bellow; Ravelstein (via musingsinfemininity)
I hadn’t understood how days could be both long and short at the same time: long...– Albert Camus, The Stranger (via claudere)
I'm observing and I'm in a shitty mood lately,
Of course I don’t know why, and of course I’m the only one who ever questions feelings. If I didn’t question my feelings.. how much simpler would my life be. God, I might be normal. I’m supposed to be working on my yoga final. Seems time consuming. :/ No rush, I’m in no rush. People are not meant to have this much leisure time on their hands, I understand this now....
As you grow older I think you learn, it only comes...
I’ve been thinking, I’ve always thought, to some extent, that people as a group are miserable because we don’t trust each other and we don’t like being inferior so we all have to be superior. But the problem with being superior is that you don’t hold on to other people because you aren’t allowed because you need to get ahead. But the people you’re ahead...
drinking beer, drinking beer, probably drink another beer. Yeah, beers for...– Das Racist
Having a soul.
The other day, I might have been stoned, I was thinking to myself that looks could not matter, because you could stick my mind in a different body, and I would still be me. Maybe I would have a different attitude- I could be really cocky or really awkward, but me, I’d be the same. Right? I didn’t have to be asian, I could have just as easily not been, nothing would have changed from...