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I'm moving back... Come with me or I will eat you.

Going back to my old Tumblr. Way too much on there to lose.

I also run a writing blog over here —> WRITING BLOG

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Hello Followers

I have gone back to my original blog that I started in 2010. It’s a more personal adaptation of my life and I will be disappearing from this one. I will be here for a few days moving personal pieces of writing.

If you are at all interested in my life then please follow me here —-> 

Derailed Manuscripts

If you are interested in my mind then please follow me here —-> 

NOTES FROM THE TRAIN

I almost always follow back blogs that have some personality in them…Thanks so much for following this one and I hope to see you on the other side. Good luck with all your future endeavors and may all your wildest dreams come true.

Love always 

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Life and death, energy and peace, if i stop today it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes, that I have made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it for having been allowed to walk where I’ve walked. Which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, in it and above…

— Gia
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What a long time it has been…

It is amazing the speed at which time travels when one does not pay attention to it. I see I’ve lost a few followers in the rush. I’m okay with that. I hope everyone else is still alive and well.

Since I got back to the country, I have attended four funerals. One very good friend. A family member. And two in-laws. I’m starting to become immune to death. As much as I believe that it is a part of life, I am now no longer phased by it. 

I am currently in exam season and it feels like death mixed with suicide and a heavy hangover of which I only truly know what the last feels like… I’m imagining.

Here’s to those of you who have stuck with me or have been too preoccupied with the presence of someone else to notice my absence. I love you incomprehensible amounts.

xoxo 

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