This time last year
Headspace in Widescreen: Writing for Strangers
There were days that you would write poetry
on the back of receipts, on napkins from lunch.
There were days that you would drink too much
and write poetry onto pavements with the bile
from inside and it took a while to find a point
in between the two when you could create and
destroy, both on the…
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(via megancraig)
people stop talking to other people- sometimes by choice, other times by chance. it only takes a minute for feelings or impressions of others to change. people take what they want and don’t feel bad about it. humans get used. we get hurt. we use and hurt others. what are you going to do about it? this is what happens to everyone. so stop trying to figure out where you went wrong with someone and just realize that people aren’t SUPPOSED to be nice. people choose to be nice. and a lot of times, they don’t.
(Source: xryanmoshlingx, via assachusetts)
lolololol
(Source: l00mer, via beyoncebeytwice)
I notice everything.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
I’m like this.
Thank god I’m not the only one
sometimes i do say things. it depends if i care about that person or naht.
(Source: dinhtheresa)
