Source: architectura
I am proud to have never inserted a vegetable into my vagina.
(via sosayit-sayiminlove)
Source: phoenixrai
Words cannot fabricate a description for the inner workings of my mind. Thoughts rapidly enter colliding and exploding or dissipating making it impossible to distinguish one from the other. These thoughts claw at my skin from the inside trying to form some sort of contusion to escape from. Sometimes on some days, my mind is far away, far from where it should be at a place that I cannot reach to bring it back. And when it wonders off, it creates what it wants and forces me to watch. I am helpless against myself and the voices and the madness. It consumes more than I can contain and more than I can handle and it leaves me in the worst pain imaginable. I am dying in a kingdom of my own.
A place to toss my thoughts and anything on my mind. 
