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Keep Calm and Write On

An actual blog of the feelings that I hide from my other blog.



are my 


favorite song.


Your beauty and strangeness

Encompass in a bottle

It’s as fragile as you are

Waiting for others to pop the bottle

C’mon let me show you my intricate work

I am a masterpiece, you say

But they don’t heard a word

You’re a weirdo. Freak. Loser. Alone.

'Cause nobody wants to map your intricate quirks

Your bottle tilts

It spills 

All your ills are out

Everyone see you naked and revealed

You’re spellbound. Space bound. Unbound.

You are free.

My God you are freed when your beauty is found out 

By strangers just like me.


I dream too much and do too little. I don’t even hope enough, they call me “Jenny-Dolittle.” Never had many friends, gotta owe my personality that one. I’m a turtle struggling in her shell; can’t walk, can’t swim, can barely make it out now. It’s dark in here, waiting for someone to save me, so I escape my days watching movies on repeat. Escapism, they call it. A reality check? I don’t want it. I wanna be where the movies are at, where adventures are never-ending ‘cause my queue is packed.

I wanna be where the stories are at; if only, oh if only, I could get out of my bed.

You are made
out of comets
and stars.

Do not surround
yourself with those
that treat you like
dirt and dust.

Noor Shirazie (via aestheticintrovert)

(via yellowskiesandbluehearts)


A sea of lust not love.

It is a very difficult era in which to be a person, just a real, actual person, instead of a collection of personality traits selected from an endless Automat of characters.

Gone Girl, Gillian Flynn, p. 73 (via myprivatelibrary)

6 Types of Love

a passionate physical and emotional love based on aesthetic enjoyment; stereotype of romantic love

a love that is played as a game or sport; conquest; may have multiple partners at once

an affectionate love that slowly develops from friendship, based on similarity

love that is driven by the head, not the heart

obsessive love; experience great emotional highs and lows; very possessive and often jealous lovers

selfless altruistic love; spiritual

(Source: Wikipedia, via long-lost-freedom)



“Marina Abramovic and Ulay started an intense love story in the 70s, performing art out of the van they lived in. When they felt the relationship had run its course, they decided to walk the Great Wall of China, each from one end, meeting for one last big hug in the middle and never seeing each other again. at her 2010 MoMa retrospective Marina performed ‘The Artist Is Present’ as part of the show, a minute of silence with each stranger who sat in front of her. Ulay arrived without her knowing it and this is what happened.”

Artists, man.

(Source: alifelesslonely, via the-absolute-best-posts)

Another’s Arms.

A dream


In your arms

I ran away

Even though

I felt so warm

All the same

It felt so wrong

So wrong

To be 

In another man’s arms.


Sculpture by Barbara Leoniak


Sculpture by Barbara Leoniak

(Source: efedra, via drowninglolita)