A place to see my thoughts.

There is a shipwreck between your ribs and it took eighteen years
for me to understand how to understand your kind of drowning.

There are people who cannot be held quietly. There are screams
that are never externalized. If I looked at the photo albums of your
past twenty years, all I would find are decibel meter graphs of
phone calls and the intensity of your silence as you sat
smoking cigarettes in the garage.

There is a shipwreck between your ribs. You are a box with
fragile written on it, and so many people have not handled you
with care.

And for the first time, I understand that I will never know
how to apologize for being
one of them.

- Shinji Moon, What It Took To Understand (via cactuslungs)

These make my day.

more here (:
I care. It fucking terrifies me how much I care.
- Midnight thoughts (just in case you wanted to hear it again)

(Source: reality-escape-artist)



Demon Naamah
If you haven’t heard of them, highly recommend checking them out. Nice mix.
My love for shirts continues, and now I can represent my team! Thank you so much Kelsey. :) #packers #football #tshirtlove