pinuptrystine asked: Okay, so I randomly ended up on your page and I have to say your sidebar info made me laugh so hard! You seem just like me and my friends! aha So keep on keepin on! (:
haha thanks bro I try. Much love to you and your equally wild friends
- blink-182: Hello there, the angel from my nightmare, the shadow in the background of the morgue, the unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley. We can live like Jack and Sally if we want.
- blink-182: You're cold with disappointment, while I'm drowning in the next room. The last contagious victim of this plague between us. I'm sick with apprehension, I'm crippled from exhaustion and I dread the moment when you finally come to kill me.
- blink-182: Cut the skin to the bone, fall asleep all alone, hear your voice in the dark. Lose myself in your eyes, choke my voice, say goodnight as the world falls apart.
- blink-182: I wanna fuck a dog in the ass.
Tumblr used to be a haven where my thoughts could frolic freely without a care in the world. Where my mind was my own to be made up and no one else’s influence could touch it. My thoughts would swim over the keys on my keyboard and create words. They would bring life to my feelings and my thoughts. Everything meant nothing and nothing meant everything.
I would scroll down and look at everyone else’s personifications of their thoughts; be it a picture or a sentence or a paragraph, not unlike the one you’re reading now. It was peace at it’s purest. It sounds shallow and small minded to find such peace from a blogging website, but I did. It was a place to spill my life out onto the table and for everyone to get a taste. No one to judge me. No one to tell me I’m wrong.
It was the ultimate oxymoron. It was privacy on the internet. I never thought it would turn into this.
People putting their blogs, their minds and thoughts, out for everyone they know to see. Tainting that safe haven that a lot of came to know and to trust. It became another weapon that people could use to harm you. It ceased to have any peace and is now just another hole in which I can spiral down.
All Flowers Become Dirt And All Smiles Become Frowns. Dirt makes new flowers and frowns can be seen upside down.
I don’t know why I put that last part but it’s there. You’re welcome.
