I Dont Know - Tumblr Posts - Page 2
Pretty boy!!
Uhhh I don't know if I like this one..
He said pick a side
I wish he knew I tried
I desired to hide
To myself I lied
I felt that I needed to abide
I wanted our beliefs to coincide
But they started to collide
With me you started to decried
For hours I cried
But now my tears have dried
My mask has been reapplied
Your actions have been my guide
Yet I still have no pride
I have yet again been denied
The fuel for my anger has been supplied
But it faded into despair when you sighed..
By burningwastelandtyrant (me)
When they told me that they felt nothing, I was confused. How could someone feel nothing I wondered? Because if you're feeling nothing then aren't you feeling something?
But now I understand, feeling nothing isn't just a lack of feeling. It's a feeling of emptiness. It's a guilt that you carry around because you can't force yourself to feel something for someone else, for that little boy down the road who just lost his parents, or the people on the street that are starving every night, even though you know that what they're going through is tragic and that you should feel something for them, no; need too.
It's like you're in a black hole where you're emotions are there in front of you but you just can't reach it, it's something that no one can heal, not even ourselves.
And now that I understand, I wish I was still that person that was clueless about these emotions, because even though I didn't understand I could still sympathize and offer what I use to think was comfort. And that might sound selfish, but I know that you'd do it too.
9-1-1 7.05 | You Don't Know Me
Sometimes I don’t think I’m prepared for this life.
It’s been a tough few years, dear world. I’ve been depressed for awhile now. I’ve been stuck in a dead end retail job that I hate for years. I could never seem to find a way out of it. Now the business is closing and I’m forced to find a new job. I can’t seem to get a non-retail job. I feel ready to move on, but no one wants to even look at me. I went to college and have a degree in English. I just feel like I’ve wasted so many opportunities that I don’t know what to do anymore.
I feel like I just wasn’t meant for this life. I think I would have done well as a wife in the 1800′s - looking over the household, minding the children. Even if it had been a marriage arranged by my family, I think I could have found a way to be happy. I would have been alright. I could have been a cook or housemaid in a large manor house in the early 1900′s. I could have been a kindly spinster aunt - but probably would have ended up like Miss Bates in Emma. I could have been a baker’s wife in the 1500′s or the wife of a knight in the 1400′s.
I don’t know. I just feel like I don’t fit in anywhere and I can’t do anything right. I can’t even find a decent job. In interviews I sound nervous and awkward and stammery.
I wish I could be brave and follow my real dream - to be a writer. If I couldn’t write, I wish I could paint or sculpt or carve - show creativity in some visual way. I like to cook, but don’t have the experience to succeed anywhere.
This is all a very frightening time for me. I’ve never been good with change. .New things scare the crap out of me until I get used to them. I just wish I had someone to talk to about all of this. My family doesn’t discuss things like personal thoughts and fears. I don’t have any friends that I’m really close to anymore. What’s a girl to do when her main ambition is to read, watch a good film, listen to music and take a long walk. I don’t want to rule the world - just live in a little piece of it that’s meant for me.
Emm this is new...
Its boop time >:D
Do you ever hope to meet someone and just looking at them is like a breathe of fresh air
remember kids
If an allegation comes from twitter its probably not worth your time unless it has been confirmed by victims and the person the allegtions about has said their peace or the allegation is from a different source.
Weird ask can anyone teach me Na’vi (the language)?? It’s built enough for people to actually speak it.
Venom wants to recreate some movie scenes. (1/3) Part 2 - Part 3  Eddie: I’m pretty sure this isn’t how the scene went, buddy. Venom: Eddie. Can we eat somebody’s head like this? Eddie: …no. P-please don’t.
im alone in front and scared i just got here what do I do