You wanna come over and just go to sleep?
i honestly don’t have faith in finding something super special with someone else because this generation is so far detached from their own emotions as well as others. and not all are detached because of being hurt, a lot of people have acted detached and nonchalant to seem cool. they’ve settled so far into fake emotions that they’ve made a problem for themselves and others while pretending so hard they became it. it’s not cool to act detached. it’s not cool to act nonchalant. that is how you miss some of your greatest connections. as someone who has actually been hurt before, this facade put on is dreadful.
when someone fucks you over, don’t you dare ask yourself, “what did i do to deserve this?” NOTHING. you didn’t do shit. someone taking advantage of your kindness will never be your fault.
Nicholas Christopher, from a poem titled "Walt Whitman at the Reburial of Poe," featured in A Century of Poetry in the New Yorker
life has made me so quiet. i just wanna listen. no more talking, no more explaining, no more begging. silence.
E.E. Cummings, Complete Poems, 1904-1962
— unknown (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
Oh this is so much true these whole blogs are just stealing content from these blogs
These are some of fake blogs and steal everything from my blog. Plz report them (they might be same person)
Aimé Césaire, from The Complete Poetry of Aimé Césaire; “The Great Noon,”
Be teachable. You’re not always right.