September 2010
“But with you, I can let my hair down, I can say anything crazy I know youll catch me right before I hit the ground, with nothing but a tshirt on, Ive never felt so beautiful baby as I do now, now that im with you. You speak and its like a song and just like that all my walls come down, its like a private joke just meant for us to know. Everybody else just fades away, sometimes its hard to breathe just knowing you found me.”
—<3
“The best thing about a picture is that it never changes, even when the people in it do.”
—Andy Warhol (via ohbabyitsnatalie)
“Their creative outlet is their way of coming to terms with the real world that surrounds them everyday”
—Hania <3
When I went to school
in Olympia and everyone’s the same
And what do you do with a revolution?
When I went to school
in Olympia and everyone’s the same
We look the same, we talk the same
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Won’t you please make me real Fuck you
Make me real Fuck you
Make me real Fuck you
Hurt me
Everyones the same, and so are you! in Olympia
we look the same, we talk the same, we even fuck the same.
Won’t you please make me real, make me sick
Make me real, make it stick
Make me real
Having sex can reduce a fever because of the sweat produced. Sex is also a pain reliever, ten times more effective than Valium: immediately before orgasm, levels of the hormone oxytocin rise by five times, determining a huge release of endorphins. These chemicals calm pain, from a minor headache to arthritis or migraines, and with no secondary effects. Migraines also disappear because the pressure in the brain’s blood vessels is lowered while we have sex.
“You’re never gonna be alone, from this moment on, if you ever feel like letting go I wont let you fall, when all hope is gone, I know that you can carry on, we are gonna see the world out, I’ll hold you till the hurt is gone.”
—<3
“I don’t take crap from anyone, so that makes people think I’m rebellious. I’m not. I’m just not a pushover.”
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I’ve realized something. I’ve realized I dont pretend anymore. I don’t have to pretend to listen to conversations, when in reality I’m focusing all my energy to keeping myself from thinking of the pain. I don’t nod at the right intervals because instinct tells me to, I just nod because Im truly there in the moment. I remember how difficult it was. I remember I literally went somewhere else, somewhere deep inside myself, where I could function without the pain. Now I’m alive again, I’m happy and content. The past is the past, and it hurt like hell. But now Im truly happy, happier and content then I’ve been in years.
