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Love was something I would not have to worry about - the whole mystery of love, heartbreak songs, and family legends. Women who pined, men who went mad, people who forgot who they were and shamed themselves with need, wanting only to be loved by the one they loved. Love was a mystery. Love was a calamity. Love was a curse that had somehow skipped me, which was no doubt why I was so good at multiple-choice tests and memorizing poetry. Sex was a country I been dragged into as an unwilling girl - sex, and the madness of the body. For all that it could terrify and confuse me, sex was something I had assimilated. Sex was a game or a weapon or an addiction. Sex was familiar. But love - love was another country.
— 出典:― Dorothy Allison, Two or Three Things I Know for Sure

pbsthisdayinhistory:

August 1, 1944:  Anne Frank Writes Her Final Diary Entry

On this day in 1944, Jewish victim of the Holocaust, Anne Frank, wrote her final diary entry.  In it, she wrote, “[I] keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would like to be, and what I could be, if…there weren’t any other people living in the world.” Her diary, later published under the title, Anne Frank: The Diary of a Young Girl, detailed the two years that she and her family spent in hiding.

Three days after this entry, Anne and her family were arrested by the Gestapo, the German police. She was eventually placed in the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp, where she was killed by typhus at age 15.

Explore Frank’s writing in the Masterpiece film inspired by Frank’s life, The Diary of Anne Frank.

Photo: Anne’s diary on display at the Anne Frank Zentrum in Berlin, Germany. Wikimedia Commons

what an experience to have listened to aeroplane over the sea while being in her home. i almost felt honored, but in an awful way riddle with so much grief and anger. 

reversingyourpolarity:

Anxiety is like perpetually hearing the boss/enemy music but never seeing the threat.

cake4queen:

The Girl You Lost To Cocaine by Sia from her fourth album Some People Have Real Problems.

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See I’ll Never Get Laid
While I’m Running Your Life

But don’t forget who you really are. And I’m not talking about your so-called real name. All names are made up by someone else, even the one your parents gave you. You know who you really are. When you’re alone at night, looking up at the stars, or maybe lying in your bed in total darkness, you know that nameless person inside you.
— 出典:Louis Sachar  (via rsvnr)

(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege)

Anger management #playful#irrational#healing#pain#yolo

tolovehoneyb:

When it will be? When it’s the time, when everything’s fine?

yes.

teeveedinner:

looking forward to this