If you miss me …
want to tell me how much you hate me/still love me/want to sit on my face/whatever then follow my other tumblr. PLEASE AND THANK YOU. This one is basically dead. Ok.
blasted to madness.
AIM : sautez mon coeur // dina. 23. nyc.
Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. An intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you'll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.
Today is my ex’s birthday and I find myself not caring but instead staying up all night listening to sweet love songs and writing my boyfriend letters. Letters for someone deserving of me and my words.
I guess this is what they call finally being over it, eh?
it’s like privacy in a bag
I’ve started to practice making my own music and I’m slowly starting to realize I’m insane. Or, well, at least how manic the things that come out of my imagination are. These are some crazy sounds.
last night
