been hating myself a whole lot lately. not the kind of want to kill myself hate, but more like the want to crawl in a hole and never come back out kind of hate. except that kind of thing just fuels the hatred because what the fuck are you doing while you're down in that damn hole anyway? not much, that's for gotdamn sure. and not much is exactly ( Read more... )

http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2014/04/16/sports/errors-in-inquiry-on-rape-allegations-against-fsu-jamies-winston.html?hp&_r=2

every single person I have personally heard speak with an ( Read more... )

blood moon over an electric sky, let this be a good omen rather than a bad.

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i'm tired of feeling like my friendship isn't worth anything unless sex is involved.

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some days are really hard. i don't know what i'm doing. the only person recently who has had any time to be my friend, stole things out of my house. this makes me feel like a gigantic loser and all i want to do is ride my bike so hard that i forget i am such a fuckup. but i can't. oh, did i forget to mention that one of the things he stole from me ( Read more... )

i feel like me again.

and can i just say how amazing it is.
it really, really is.

"i don't want to have this conversation anymore. i'm not going to tell you all the horrible things you never saw just to win your friendship from him. like i said, i have supportive friends and i'm finally happy. just know that abuse isn't something people generally ever see or hear and that a real friend would take a stand rather than trying to ( Read more... )

today, I received this in my inbox ( Read more... )

and on the good days, you feel invincible.
but the bad ones just never seem to end.

on my way there,
everything was grey and the sky
was tucked neatly away.
someone left a light on for me
and the orange
embers of the last few leaves
lit the road just enough
for me to see
that even the uneven ivories
of the south had escaped into some
fine someone's smoking mouth.