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Of all fires love is the only inexhaustible one.

Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn’t something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn’t get in, and walk through it, step by step. There’s no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That’s the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.
An you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You’ll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.
And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.

Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them.

bisexualme:

spankymacpiraston:

I’ve been unemployed for four months and am struggling financially so I’m trying to put my creativity to use.  One way I’m hoping to support myself until I get a job is by selling these t-shirts.  If you like it, please buy!  They’re printed by myself, pre-washed and dried and made with love. 

Very cute shirt. :)

bisexualme:

spankymacpiraston:

I’ve been unemployed for four months and am struggling financially so I’m trying to put my creativity to use.  One way I’m hoping to support myself until I get a job is by selling these t-shirts.  If you like it, please buy!  They’re printed by myself, pre-washed and dried and made with love. 

Very cute shirt. :)

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