“It is your right to be happy and yet you create your own unhappiness by wanting things. Wanting is the source of perpetual restlessness. If you do not get the thing you wanted, you are disappointed. And if you get, you want more and more of it and become unhappy.”—Meher Baba (via wethinkwedream)
Sitting on the floor of this room. I’m looking at it, and if you had eyes, you’d be looking at me, too. You know my intentions, and you’re not so sure I’m gonna go through with it. You’re cold. You can’t move, so I move your body for you. I press you against my skin.
Relief. Tears. Reunion.
I swear, it’s people like you that make me want to cut myself again. Thanks for being the best brother a guy can ask for.
edit: I didn’t do it. This is just what happened in my fucked up mind.
I’m sorry I haven’t been active at ALL on tumblr. My router is slow, and it makes going on tumblr, and the internet in general, a pain in the butt. After I pay for my college expenses, I’ll buy a better router, and I’ll be off on my way to blogging my life away. Please bare with me.