one two PUNCH!

growing up is realizing that every single one of your problems is caused by you being a fucking idiot

it’s weird to look at everybody around me - all of the people I admire and those I really can’t stand and the people I see every day that I can’t help but feel indifferent towards - and think that once upon a time they were a baby. they were a slobbering mess of whining and shitting wherever they sat and now here we all are. man, babies are so weird.

asylum-countess:

Clockwork Romance by *artificialXkisses

I’ve spent so much time in my head and in my heart that I forgot to live in my body.

— Tara Hardy, Bone Marrow (via beautyisanillusion)

somebody help me i don’t know how to actually live life not hating myself

So I’m having a tough time truly feeling like my opinions are ever valid or worth hearing.

Women who are too sexual aren’t taken seriously, and women who aren’t sexual enough aren’t taken seriously. Women who are conventionally attractive get valued solely for their sexual appeal; women who aren’t conventionally attractive get dismissed for their lack of it. Women who are conventionally attractive are assumed to be dumb bimbos; women who aren’t conventionally attractive are assumed to be either bitter or desperate. Women who are conventionally attractive get trivialized; women who aren’t conventionally attractive get treated with pity and contempt. We can’t win.

— Why I Probably Won’t Do Porn Again: Sexism and Being a Woman on the Internet by Greta Christina (via thecosmonaut)

I have always been a stupid child. I make dumb mistakes for temporary results. I become too invested in everything and everyone, but still keep enough distance that nobody knows me or what I do. I don’t let myself get close to anybody, because I am always afraid they will disappoint me or fail me. But I always end up doing so to them. I make decisions based on how sentimental or nostalgic I feel, and not on what is logical or best. When I insult people, I am never really saying anything about them, but telling them all the things I hate about myself and projecting onto them. I am always trying to get back to the past. To yesterday, to two weeks ago, to high school, to my childhood. And I ruin a lot of opportunities by not even taking them, because I am so scared of everything out there. I am scared of myself and scared of my mistakes.

So, I am sorry for that as well.

Why don’t we ever get to like, actually hear people talk on TV? Why don’t we ever get to hear the starving African kids say something or do something or sing something or express something?’ We show them but they don’t have a voice.

— M.I.A. (via blvckviolet)