"Being with him made my brain quiet. I didn’t have to invent a thing."@7 hours ago with 647 notes
#jonathan safran foer #extremely loud and incredibly close #love #with him #invent nothing #quote
working to help myself by helping others and untangle the past. living the dream... if twenty-somethings are allowed to dream anymore... 23/f/MA.
unattributed words are mine. please don't take them
I’m in a really pensive mood. I just saw the movie The Book Thief, and was rear ended for the second time in a week by a person who was not kind enough to pull over out of traffic to make sure my car and I were alright. The last line of the movie was death saying, “Humans forever haunt me.” I’ve been dealing with so many people taking out so many things on me at work and people not following through with plans, not keeping promises, that I am sad. I am sad that I do not feel important enough for the people around me to respect me. I am angry that I cannot call more attention to myself. Last of all, my work life sometimes makes my real life not-so-fun. My volunteer/side/super part time job was cancelled for this week and after work today I just wanted to go home to my family. Because I work at a group home that is open 24/7 and am taking two weeks over Christmas and New Years off to go to Michigan with my boyfriend (the first vacation I’ve taken in a year and a half of working there), I have to work tomorrow morning.
My boss tells me that if I don’t like the work, then I should find a new job. After nine months of applying to countless jobs, I have given up for now.
I feel like it’s not okay for me to be not okay. And that really upsets me. It also really upsets/scares me that I don’t know if I’ll ever have money to travel. Or have kids. Or own a house.
I am really anxious about getting into graduate school - specifically the program I want to get into.
Most of all, I really don’t want to be alone tonight.@1 week ago with 2 notes
i feel used up.
as if my skin will crumple
and a small puff of dust-soul will escape
as I ball into myself-
the smallest i’ve ever been.
have you ever wondered why people pick dandelions before blowing off their seeds?
what will hold them up once their purpose has been served?