- (via naayr)
- (via naayr)
just press the back button lol
I tried but it completely disappeared. :( Thanks though!
FRICKFRACK I WAS ANSWERING A REJECTSCORNER INBOX MESSAGE AND I HIT CTRL + R BY ACCIDENT (I DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW) AND MY BEAUTIFUL RAMBLE COMPLETELY DISAPPEARED THIS IS AN OUTRAGE KFJL:SKADJFLKJD.
It feels strange to be with someone who is actually possibly more indecisive then I am because than it forces me to actually make choices and I don’t like making choices.
But, of course, this is also be a good thing because then I’ll become a more decisive person which would be very cool.
Otherwise, I suppose we can stick with flipping a coin.
Today feels like a rambly kind of day.
I feel kind of weird if I threw more personal rambles on this blog (probably because I know many of my followers are probably looking more for creative writing than anything else.) So here I am just debating what to do.
had nothing to do
with my skirt
falling at your feet
or my bra
at the edge of your bed
it was then
when - without question
and you held me.
- Toni Morrison (via tiredofbeingsexy)
Actually, that happens a lot with me just because I like to shine light on different perspectives even if it’s one that is unconventional. I don’t need people to agree either, just note that there are indeed different sides to a story. It’s actually quite frustrating because sometimes people don’t seem to realize that I’m not trying to argue or fight them but instead just provoke some thought.
The pain of when people don’t show both sides of a debate and definitely not the entirety of what both sides have written and thus resulting in making, in this case, me, look like an absolute jerk. (Then again, what am I talking about, I am an absolute jerk. hahaha.)
And just like that, everything went away. All the evidence that ever proved that we have known each other, gone. As every photograph touched the flames burning so brightly that the sun rising in the east would be green with envy, everything that once tied me to you was erased. Now if only there was a way for the flames to kiss the ones in my memory away.