My love and shame are noted on my wrist. LOVE: music, Amadeus, nip/tuck, violin, Weezer, Paramore, nail polish, perfume, exploring, ocean, camera, insanity, awkwardness. HATE: lies.
I find beauty in madness in gore in the extraordinary and unconventional things in people and in life.
The loneliness almost seems deafening at times. At times you feel as if you want to peel your own skin off to have any type of communication with any human being. And the stupid thing is even when you have someone to tell your whole life story to you keep your mouth shut out of fear of the criticism and judgment you think you will receive. It’s true people an be cruel at times but after so many times of being emotional abused you feel as if every person fall into the category of being untrustworthy. Loneliness is an empty room you lock yourself into and refuse to remember you hold the key in your pocket. You clench the key so hard your palm starts to bleed and tears run down your face because you just want to let someone in but you can’t understand why you are doing this to yourself. You scream and yell for help but in all honesty you have placed yourself into this mess and your the only one that can get yourself out.
How I feel some days.
Kneading the bread - Imgur
What a true love story is but not what it should end like.
OMG she won I’M so happy!!!