i feel like you’re intangible jade
why won’t you let me touch you
give me your heart, i’ll keep it safe
your feelings won’t flicker if i hold on to them

let go
please 

When I say I’m ugly,

I’m dead serious. I’m not fishing for anyone’s compliments. That’s just how I really feel about myself. I think I’m “okay” looking though. But overall, I think I’m unattractive. There’s much more prettier and beautiful girls out there, that there’s too much that I can’t even count. Everything they do is better and cuter than what I do, even when they make silly faces or act stupid. I wish I was more attractive. I honestly wish I was one of those girls.

(Source: allison-janebaldos, via littlemisscherie)

Let’s play “Never Have I Ever”.

Let’s play “Never Have I Ever”. Cross out all of the things that you have done. You might just see that there are people just like you out there.


Sexual

  • Never have I ever kissed a girl.
  • Never have I ever kissed a boy.
  • Never have I ever received/given a blowjob, hand job, eating out.
  • Never have I ever had sex.
  • Never have I ever fallen in love.
  • Never have I ever cheated on someone.
  • Never have I ever been cheated on.

Life

  • Never have I ever gotten into a fight.
  • Never have I ever done something illegal.
  • Never have I ever gotten wasted.
  • Never have I ever used an illegal drug.
  • Never have I ever snuck out.
  • Never have I ever stolen something.
  • Never have I ever vandalized something.
  • Never have I ever lost a family member due to death.
  • Never have I ever been in a life or death situation.
  • Never have I ever been arrested.
  • Never have I ever been fired from a job.

Emotions

  • Never have I ever been kept up at night due to guilt.
  • Never have I ever laughed so hard I cried.
  • Never have I ever been abused physically.
  • Never have I ever cried myself to sleep.
  • Never have I ever wished that I was someone else.
  • Never have I ever wanted to kill myself.
  • Never have I ever tried to kill myself.
  • Never have I ever felt like an outcast.
  • Never have I ever wanted to do something just so I would fit in.

Friendships

  • Never have I ever ruined my friendship with someone.
  • Never have I ever had a friend leave me for other people.
  • Never have I ever been kicked out of a friend group.
  • Never have I ever wanted to fuck one of my friends.
  • Never have I ever been friendless.

School

  • Never have I ever failed a test.
  • Never have I ever cut class.
  • Never have I ever had to eat alone.
  • Never have I ever failed a course.
  • Never have I ever been suspended.
  • Never have I ever received detention.
  • Never have I ever dropped out of school.

(Source: seriously-idgaf, via daisehla)

Gateway of the Mind In 1983, a team of deeply pious scientists conducted a radical experiment in an undisclosed facility. The scientists had theorized that a human without access to any senses or ways to perceive stimuli would be able to perceive the presence of God. They believed that the five senses clouded our awareness of eternity, and without them, a human could actually establish contact with God by thought. An elderly man who claimed to have “nothing left to live for” was the only test subject to volunteer. To purge him of all his senses, the scientists performed a complex operation in which every sensory nerve connection to the brain was surgically severed. Although the test subject retained full muscular function, he could not see, hear, taste, smell, or feel. With no possible way to communicate with or even sense the outside world, he was alone with his thoughts. Scientists monitored him as he spoke aloud about his state of mind in jumbled, slurred sentences that he couldn’t even hear. After four days, the man claimed to be hearing hushed, unintelligible voices in his head. Assuming it was an onset of psychosis, the scientists paid little attention to the man’s concerns. Two days later, the man cried that he could hear his dead wife speaking with him, and even more, he could communicate back. The scientists were intrigued, but were not convinced until the subject started naming dead relatives of the scientists. He repeated personal information to the scientists that only their dead spouses and parents would have known. At this point, a sizable portion of scientists left the study. After a week of conversing with the deceased through his thoughts, the subject became distressed, saying the voices were overwhelming. In every waking moment, his consciousness was bombarded by hundreds of voices that refused to leave him alone. He frequently threw himself against the wall, trying to elicit a pain response. He begged the scientists for sedatives, so he could escape the voices by sleeping. This tactic worked for three days, until he started having severe night terrors. The subject repeatedly said that he could see and hear the deceased in his dreams. Only a day later, the subject began to scream and claw at his non-functional eyes, hoping to sense something in the physical world. The hysterical subject now said the voices of the dead were deafening and hostile, speaking of hell and the end of the world. At one point, he yelled “No heaven, no forgiveness” for five hours straight. He continually begged to be killed, but the scientists were convinced that he was close to establishing contact with God. After another day, the subject could no longer form coherent sentences. Seemingly mad, he started to bite off chunks of flesh from his arm. The scientists rushed into the test chamber and restrained him to a table so he could not kill himself. After a few hours of being tied down, the subject halted his struggling and screaming. He stared blankly at the ceiling as teardrops silently streaked across his face. For two weeks, the subject had to be manually rehydrated due to the constant crying. Eventually, he turned his head and, despite his blindness, made focused eye contact with a scientist for the first time in the study. He whispered “I have spoken with God, and he has abandoned us” and his vital signs stopped. There was no apparent cause of death.
satansbaby: Beatrice by Scarlett S. Diaz on Flickr.