they say happiness is but a fleeting dream so grasp onto it before it transfigures. :D

I agree. So much. Like. That’s so deep.

I’ve been making bad decisions lately. Bad decisions that only reward we with minutes of happiness. But you know something, those minutes of happiness lets me know life is not always bad.

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ani0301010/jmp

diaryofamadmuslimwoman:

Powerful.

diaryofamadmuslimwoman:

Powerful.

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It’s odd how we as a people are so heavily reliant on the internet but still have such a stigma on developing friendships with people on social networking sites. Especially when it comes to friendships with people who are a good 200 Kilometers away(Yeah Metric System because I’m hip like that). Mostly when people ask you how do you know such and such (if you meet them in person) you’re not reluctant to say Tumblr/Twitter/etc. Probably the most used excuse is probably, he/she is my friend from high school they just go to school in that state. 

Probably in the AOL days when you were planning to meet Lola but ended up meeting 40 year old Tom, would be a reason. But hey, we have webcams now. Now I can verify someones identity via webcam. So you know I’m not as surprised when Tom shows up. 

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Crystal Castles/Untrust Us

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deaddddd

deaddddd

I think I may be dead, better yet non-existent. At this very moment I’m outside being watched by the night sky. I’m becoming increasingly lost in my thoughts that most of them become enmeshed and incomplete. It’s depressing but I feel no emotional pain nor anything physical. Maybe at best the feeling of lonesomeness engulfs me. I wish I had someone or something to talk to. Not about anything in particular, just conversation. But I don’t have that. Oh how I wish I did or even be the one for somebody who suffers my same fate. I love the night, I’m able to hide, and fight. Fight myself without judgement. Even with this fight within me I still feel dead. Maybe this is why I think about mortality differently then others. When that time does come that I do die, I might come alive.