I think it's annoying when people post stuff on Tumblr that belongs on a Facebook status update.
I don’t give a shit about what you did all day, I want some quality shit to read on Tumblr. Go back to Xanga or MySpace or Bebo or whatever the hell you use, don’t taint this place like you do other places.
Even after 6 years of not speaking to her, she still fuels the fires of my anger.
This is why I like to find blogging platforms that most people don’t know about. Goddamnit, why does high school follow me every place I go?
(I’m not saying that I don’t do that at times, but when it’s consistently just crap for one person, pointless reblogs, and tasteless crap, I can’t stand it. Learn how to filter and use the ‘like’ button.)
Won’t you keep me warm
in these chilly winter nights?
Touch, no touch… Shiver.
All I've been able to do lately is listen to music and get lost.
I see myself rushing to grow up when I'm really just reluctant to grow at all.
In My Own Skin
In my own skin,
I fit like a glove.
In my own skin,
I look as I always have.
In my own skin,
I look in the mirror
And see someone unfamiliar.
I slip into my skin,
And it irritates my entire being.
I slip into my skin,
And I feel like I’m sinking.
I slip into my skin,
And for so long I wriggle
In order to lessen the struggle.
I move in my skin,
And the material chafes all over.
I move in my skin,
And the resistance grows stronger.
I move in my skin,
And it doesn’t seem changed at all
To those who don’t look and never see me fall.
In my own skin,
I fit like a glove.
In my own skin,
I look as I always have.
In my own skin,
I’m screaming for my life,
and no one’s here to listen.
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