On Writers Block

I didn’t mean to abandon this blog for a whole nother year, but it be like that sometimes.

This one is called “On Writers Block” because I genuinely don’t know what to write about, so I guess this is sort of just a stream of consciousness post. Here we go.

I’ve been really anxious since like my senior year in high school and it’s been getting progressively worse. Either late December or January…

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On Being Fake Positive

On Being Fake Positive

Why am I always feeling creative when I’m supposed to be asleep?

I’ve been doing this thing, ever since I discovered that depression was the word for how I feel a lot of the time, where I ignore my emotional state of being for the sake of “staying positive”. Whenever I find myself faking positivity, it’s usually because I do not feel like I’m allowed to feel the way I’m feeling at that moment and…

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On Fear

Hey, Y’all. (: So, confession (because, obviously, that’s what this blog is about) I honestly had no intention of writing until I could upgrade my blog to a regular dot com, hire someone to do a web design on it and a bunch of other fancy shiz, but my brain had other plans for me on tonight. (I love when pastors say that. Like “on today” “on tomorrow “on tonight.” It’s so extra lol.) I’m a little…

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conquerorwurm:

your-naked-magic-oh-dear-lord:

pugsarelub:

seaymph:

I want to make you feel like a humid Southern night, where the Spanish moss drips from the trees like lace, and honeysuckle buds perfume the air. Sticky, glistening skin. Sultry and forever.

and fifty dozen mosquitos are sucking your body dry and cicadas scream so loud you can never sleep and watch where your honeysuckle ass steps or you’ll plant your foot on a pissed off copperhead

One person is from the south. One person isn’t. Guess which.

“I want to make you feel like a humid Southern night” is a threat

arturia-official:

writing-prompt-s:

You’re a killer dumping your latest victim into the river. Just as you’re about to be done, you spot another person. Doing exactly the same thing. And they’ve just spotted you, too.

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  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Me, two minutes ago:</b> *intense feelings*<p/><b>Me, now:</b> *no feelings present. unsure if there were ever feelings*<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>

brattybrows:

when u have to be nice to creepy guys so u don’t get murdered :-) #justgirlythings

(Source: coqueli-cat)

Anonymous:
What kind of hat is that in your display pic?

redpotions:

its my dog

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cocaineteas:

*looks reflection in the mirror*: I’m so relevant and beautiful.