I’m going to make a conscious effort to stay away from Tumblr, Twitter, and Facebook until further notice. See ya.
And back to this again.
Sometimes when I’m alone
Cause I am on my own.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm.
They flow with life but take no form
I Cry because my heart is torn.
I find it difficult to carry on.
If I had an ear to confiding,
I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on.
— tupac shakur, i cry. (via black-poetry)
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad.
and no one cares about why.
(Source: ambivalentlyyours, via lipstick-feminists)
This lady’s job was to listen to hundreds of copies of Rubber Soul and make sure the sound quality was up to scratch.
(Source: irri-ology, via alexithymia-daily)