“He’s twenty years old. I try to take him outside whenever I can so that he can have some new experiences before, you know…”
I.
When I was trying to quit smoking
and we drank white wine from Mason jars,
you called my freckles cocoa powder
and I called your green eyes
celery.II.
I am learning how to be a grown-up
who pays bills, cooks her own meals,
and doesn’t cry at words like
I think I just want to be friends.III.
The truth is this:
Love is an organic thing.
It rots and softens.
- All That’s Left To Tell, Clementine von Radics
Just a horribly confused, pickelhaube-wearing dachshund I came across in a World War I documentary.
(Source: alibis-not-needed-anymore)
I stayed in bed for over an hour
looked at things on my phone
I felt slightly anxious about nothing particular
I walked downstairs and poured coffee into a jar
I asked a person on the internet if I should take drugs
I took drugs before the person had time to respond
I feel alienated by people who express concern about me without
defining their concern in terms of a specific solution or goal
I dont feel comforted by the idea of an afterlife
I dont want to continue experiencing things after I die
I want someone to pull my hair because I like the idea of someone
controlling my head without touching my head
what is the difference between being an independent person
and being a person who is accepting of loneliness
(Source: commovente)