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joetrohmansillegitimatechild:

Keeping inkskinned on the back of my notebook. 
This poem makes me feel not so alone.

joetrohmansillegitimatechild:

Keeping inkskinned on the back of my notebook.
This poem makes me feel not so alone.



i deserve more than being sad over you // r.i.d

i deserve more than being sad over you // r.i.d


You’ve got too much soul to be handled by someone who has never been passionate.


My father’s recipe for the man I should marry (part 1/2 of a series). /// r.i.d (via hannahcompton)

sometimes it feels like
there’s
static
in my head.
does that make sense?
like something is growing over my thoughts
until everything has this cotton-soft
haze that nothing
gets through.

and once one thing slips,
everything does.
i start forgetting things i made
four notes trying to remember.
i get slow and
stop caring.

and the real me
just sits,
screaming behind this silkscreen
and my body just keeps on
chugging
even though
it’s completely
empty.


10.16.2014 // r.i.d (via inkskinned)

I get it. I’m from a different country that only just so happens to be a US territory, and you don’t think I’m capable of doing anything right. I get it, now please leave me alone, thanks.


I just don’t want to bother with it anymore. I’m tired of trying to defend myself from the “all hispanic people barely speak english” stereotype and I barely even have the confidence for it anyway.


The more I think about how badly I’ll probably mess it up and the trouble I’ll get, the less I want to teach.


In the following months, you will rediscover what it means to be alone. You will sit and stare at a ceiling and hate yourself and hate the world and cry about everything because everything hurts. You will wonder if it could have gotten better if you’d just been a little different, if the timing had worked out, if if if. Do not worry about this. Nothing would have changed the reality that the person you were in love with had stopped loving you somewhere along the line, whether it was in the middle of a conversation or while driving under a bridge or when they made eye contact with someone new and wonderful. It doesn’t matter. Stop wasting your time on them. You don’t need to stop your story just because they are no longer a main character. Do not take back what has already poisoned you. Instead start healing and start healing soon.


"How to stop loving someone who does not love you", r.i.d (via inkskinned)