firaja: thespacecoyote: I honestly don’t understand how people find boyfriends/girlfriends Like it seems like some people just somehow Fall into relationships just like Oops I tripped into a pit of writhing bodies and one got velcro’d to me Is that how you do it yeah this is fairly accurate
The thing about my Tumblr is--
I’m not trying to “define” myself. I’m not trying to be original. I’m not using Tumblr as a form of expression. I’m not doing any of that stuff. I’m using it as a way mess around. No poetry involved. Even though I do love poetry. Originality is dead to me. I mean, no one is ever completely original anyway unless they’re an absolute genius. People...
When you really pay attention, everything is your teacher.– Ezra Bayda (via selflessheart)
Fyi, I don't do follow requests. On anything. ...
taco-pizza: I’m just gonna say it, however harsh it may be: ASKING people you don’t know to follow you on Tumblr, Twitter, whatever else, even though you say you’ll follow back? Kinda pathetic. Tumblr, for me, is not a popularity contest to see how many followers I can get. I only have 21 followers, I don’t expect to get much more, and It’s actually still surprising that I have that many...
II. The Tears
The only thing Ashley was completely certain about was, well, uncertainty. —And that he was giving up. Yeah, there wasn’t much use. “It’s pathetic to just wither away.” Ashley whispered, but he was ready to die. This wasn’t suicide. This was his time. He felt sick and weary. “It’s my time to pass on though.” He accompanied his words with a...
Blue and White
Blue and White Blue, warm ice colored those crisply white walls. White, lacy nets hung in sheetlike quantities over the floor. Blue, streamlined tools dotted the desk of the genius. White, smooth as wood hands tapped at those computer keys with a rhythmic clack smack clack. Blue was his mind. White was his consequence. Blue was cool and watery and glowing. White was hard and oppressive and anal....
Cyberspace. A consensual hallucination experienced daily by billions of...– —Neuromancer, William Gibson. I read the second half of this book today, and it does wonderful things to my brain. (via sirelderberry)