bebebaybuh

I want to say this one time for good, as I’m constantly reminded of this despite trying to find a way around it: the only way to save this world is for it to be destroyed.  I won’t blame you if you try anyway, but I will pity you if you don’t try hard enough.

Destroying this world is not within your grasp, nor could you be sure it would not recreate itself.  This doesn’t mean, however, as some may say, that this world in uninhabitable.  The unappealing aspects of this world are not totalizing, and, despite appearances, due to the magnificent and incomprehensible balance that the universe holds, there is always an equal amount of beauty and poise as there is emptyness. If you see a world before you that is entirely unfriendly, you have not created yourself in the image of friendship, and it’s time to start over.  “Get busy living or get busy dying”

There is no wrong idol, position, or way to spend your time, so long as it’s actually yours, which, I’ve found, is an increasingly difficult thing to be sure of.

I’ve been living off of good things I’ve done in the past; took a vacation from myself only to realized I miss work. I’ve got one unbelievably incredible friend right now, a brain I’m trying to tame, and a world of possibilities. The mind is truly as endless as space, and I’ve started to move away from the abyss and back towards the harsh but welcoming reality of dirt, sun, and air. 

My lungs need some work but my heart hasn’t dystrophied.  Thank Glob.

Post Script: I suppose it may be confusing I say the world can only be saved by destroying it, and yet there is an equal amount of beauty and emptiness.  What I mean to say is the surface of the world, the world that is tied together: all of that is what must be destroyed.  What you are prevented from enjoying often is worldliness, institutions, the grand ideas of man.  Art at the Art Institute, a global act of revolution, African dancers at your basketball game, Berets and the French language.  These things are all actually enjoyable, but you must either be ignorant and blind to the walls, or rather pits, you will run into, or run the exhausting maze of attempting to follow authenticity. Of course this is my own poisoned mind. Life can be lived and enjoy at a breakfast table in your jogging shorts, or in a school cafeteria eating mac and cheese. When the mind is well, life requires no directions.

Anonymous said: ur a bad singer

lol I know. ur a lazy speller.

also, since you sent this off your dashboard, why do you follow me? just curious

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Best Coast - “Our Deal”

What if the songs we listened to became self-fulfilling prophecies?
I’d make a mix for you with “Be My Baby” by the Ronettes on it

norahchristine:

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I’m done tumblring.  It’s been interesting.

Au revoir.

Might start a new one with more original content. I will most definitely post the link here if I do

While your phone is off my texts pile up
like a bouquet of petal-less flowers
“still learning how to use words”, I say
“in this world, 21 is the age you finally learn how to use words.
it’s sort of painful, but it’s laughably worth-it if it means you could possibly understand me.”

New Song

I’m giving up on the way I’ve lived my life for the past three years and I hope you believe in me.
I’m giving up on speaking the way I have and I hope you can understand me
My sleeping schedule is 5am until you-say-something
I love your repeat-a-day-dart-your-eyes-knocking on doors to the past
I’ll never tell you “Stop, I’ve heard this one before”
Keep talking, I promise it’ll get us somewhere

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“I’ve got troubled thoughts and the self-esteem to match, what a catch.”

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