I need you now, and I'll hold on to it, please don't let it pass you by.

I'm fucking ecstatic. My head actually hurts. I feel so so good. My mind is racing just like my heart. I can't even calm down. This is what I need, this is perfect. I just wish I could feel it all. More more more more more. 


"To live with no other thought than to love and be loved by me."

I can still feel you.

Maybe tomorrow, you'll come back.

Every morning, every night.

Sometimes it all hits me in the face, and I feel like this feeling will never go away. I will never get over you. Everything we could have had. The first time we spoke, your voice, the way you brought me into a world of my own where  nothing mattered. The only time I actually feel anything is when I write about you. I have never felt this way about anything I have lost in the past. Knowing that you are still alive on this planet, happy with someone who hates me. Knowing that you love somebody who is not me. Remembering the night you stayed up until 7 am until I finally spoke to you. The song that was playing. How you just want to tell me that you love me but you can't, how you just want to make all of this go away, in your sweater, in your arms. How much my heart still stings whenever I hear it, you are the yellow line in the subway, you are the extra drink every friday night. You're the stinging feeling everytime I open my eyes in the morning. The walk to the bus, the 808s and heartbreak forever on repeat. I can't even bring myself to be around you anymore. You smile at the pain in my eyes, and you called me heartless.

Heart is in the right place, Brain is in the dirt.

That line defines us.I would never forgive myself if something happened to you.

One day, Three autumns

On the shore a bat, possibly an umbrella
Disengaged itself from the shrubbery,
Causing the nearby to recollect the miseries of childhood

uh..

Tapewarm diet
Tongue patch diet
Balloon Procedure


I can't believe this shit is real. Putting a cestoda into your body to live and grow inside your stomach and eat all your food for you just so you fit your clothes a little better. Sewing a cloth to your tongue so you are not physically able to put food into your mouth... Putting a blastic fucking ball just so you are not able to fit food inside of you. I cannot believe that people take this shit like it's normal. But then again, I'm not one to talk.

Inglourious Basterds and Nazi-Occupied France

            In German-occupied France, a young Jewish girl by the name of Shosanna Dreyfus witnessed the death of her whole family by the hand of a Nazi Colonel Hans Landa. Scarcely, she escapes the execution and escapes to Paris where she changes her identity and becomes the owner and operator of a cinema. In another location somewhere in Europe Lieutenant Also Raine gets together a group of soldiers of Jewish descent to engage in targeted acts of justice against the Nazis. This team known as “The Bastereds”. A German actress and undercover agent by the name of Bridget Von Hammersmark joins their team. Their grand goal to take down The Third Reich converges under a cinema marquee, where Shosanna is ready to carry out a revenge plan of her own.

           

            The German occupation of France during War World II happened between 1940 and 1944. After the French Allies were defeated by the German military in the Battle of France, an agreement was signed stating that the north and west of France was under the occupation of the German Army. The rest of unoccupied France was labelled as the ‘zone libre’, which stayed to be fully controlled by the Vichy government. The male population of the French regions of Alsace and Lorraine were subjected to serve Germany’s military.

           

            In 1940 around 90, 000 and 26% of France’s total population of 350,000 were Jewish. During the mass arrest by Nazi authorities on July 16^th and 17^th, 1942, more than 13,000 victims were Jews, to be later transported to Auschwitz where they were exterminated. For the period of the occupation France has approximately 49 concentration camps. However, the census of Jewish deportees from France concluded that 3,000 had died in French concentration camps and 1,000 more had been shot. 76, 000 have been deported out of which only 2,566 had survived.

           

            France had begun their war with Germany on September 3^rd, 1939 shortly after the German invasion of Poland. After the eight-month war in which France was losing, the Germans put all their powers on the west in May 1940. In a couple of days, it became obvious that the French were intimidated and their military was going to collapse. 

Should I get this tattoed?

I love how he makes me feel. 
Like I can do anything.
Like life is worth it.

did i say forever

me: cause you want, something..you want the truth, kind of, you want
something thats authentically, honest, and im like,the fakest copy of..I dont even know.
Sam: Ahahahahaa, that's actually hilarious that you say that, right before you said "you hate me",i was about to say
(swear to bajesus) that you're one of the most real people i know, by far.
me:thats weird


And this is coming from someone I really look up to, he also mentioned how this blog has depth. Probably not the depth you think we're taking about, not the emotional kind, just a different way of expressing myself that I guess works for me.
The point is, people that get to know me seem to be really happy with who I am and I am constantly told that I am way too hard on myself. I was raised to be.
But I want to help my friends. Because I've been through my own idea of hell and I sure don't want my friends going through it. Whatever it might be. The world is complex. I will try and do this for you; simplify, simplify. Because to an organized mind, death is just another great adventure.

I would be lying if I said I don't feel vulnerable right now. I'm trusting you. And I want you to trust me. I don't know what it is about people like you, I haven't felt normal emotions in such a long time and now you're here and I feel like I've known you forever. You bring me back to innocence, bliss. I want to remind you of where you're coming from. I want you to feel how good you make me feel. Because you do, I look forward to speaking to you everyday.


You toss all the mornings lost to the clouds and you watch it go
Your fairwell friends on a parachute binge get lost when the wind blows
The handshake's stuck on the tip of my tongue
It tastes like death but it looks like fun