Sorry, sorry; Radio Silence

It’s a shitty feeling apologizing for things that I know aren’t my fault but still do anyway. It makes me sick of myself, makes me sad that I’ve done this to myself. Makes me angry. Defeated almost, defeated indefinitely. Sorry. The most overused word in my arsenal. Sorry has no meaning anymore, not for me; it’s merely a word to use in place of something meaningful, or appropriate. I’m sorry. I don’t know what that means anymore. What am I sorry for? What have I done this time? Something. Nothing. Everything. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. I can’t lie to you, but I can lie to myself. It’s so much easier to tell the truth. Knowing I can’t disappoint myself any more than I already have. Sick. I can’t look at myself anymore it makes me sick. Sick of what you’ve done to me. Of what I’ve let you do to me. It’s my own fault. Sorry. Disgusted. I’m envious of what I know is always out of reach. Reason. Answers. I won’t get any, so why do I bother? Hope? Faith? Sorry, that’s complete bullshit. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Maybe one day I’ll say those words and mean them, maybe one day I won’t have to. Maybe one day I’ll stop being sorry for myself. Maybe.  Maybe not. Soon. Never. Forever. Eternity. Always out of reach. Sorry… 

~JDMV; 10/06/2014 2.12


"…humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate beings, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves… And so, when a person meets the half that is his very own, whatever his orientation, whether it’s to young men or not, then something wonderful happens: the two are struck from their senses by love, by a sense of belonging to one another, and by desire, and they don’t want to be separated from one another, not even for a moment… Love is born into every human being; it calls back the halves of our original nature together; it tries to make one out of two and heal the wound of human nature… Love is simply the name for the desire and pursuit of the whole."

Plato, The Symposium


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Twirque de soleil


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I found where good ideas go to die.


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One Per Person.

thefaultinourpizzas:

This time last year
I hadn’t spoken to you in far too long.

This time last year
I was falling in love with you

This time last year
I refused to think about how difficult life was going to be without you

This time last year
I almost lost you

This time last year
Everything was so different.
I was so different.


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"God is like Robert Pattinson: It’s not the person you have a problem with; it’s the fan club that freaks you out."

Anurag Sahay (via really-shit)

this is the best analogy I’ve ever heard

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