February 2012
“For this was on seynt Volantynys day
Whan euery bryd comyth there to chese his...”
– From Chaucer’s Parlement of Foules (1382), if you were curious. (via disgruntledenglishmajor)
“It is almost as if happiness is an acquired taste, like coconut cordial or...”
– Lemony Snicket ‘The End’ (via youriridescence)
I don't want to live like this for the rest of my...
fightingthroughtheday:
I don’t want to have to constantly fight dark thoughts and convince myself not to slice my body apart every night. I just don’t want to do this anymore.
I need a cigarette so fucking bad.
dyingtobetiny:
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
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Lentin promise
After my long ass thing last night, here’s my conclusion.
*Add a prayer every morning, in addition to my daily one’s at night *No missed classes *Look myself in the mirror, and give myself praise everyday.
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Lent *warning: religious content*
Every year during this time, I always give up the same thing: junk food. And it never works. Ever. After awhile, I stopped participating in this part of the tradition. I’m just realizing, what if there’s a reason that I always broke this promise a week into Lent? What if it’s because my “sacrifice” wasn’t good enough? Sure, when I was in grammar school, my...