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as a “coping mechanism” im going to read and listen to nothing but things that i resonate with too deeply on an emotional level even though they happened to someone in a world with such things as sentient chameleon butterflies and a literal fucking super-healing pill.
#this is about major tom#and portraits of your father#i feel really bad today and i dont fucking know why but#it'll be ok.
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being online has felt a lot. less homey? as of late.
i don’t know why or how to fix it.
#and it's upsetting but i gotta try to not let it make me isolate myself again.#tonight i'm better off just focusing on home though haha.#it'll be ok.
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Life challenges.
Even though things look bad right now, and life isn't the best it can be, don't lose that piece of hope. Hope can be "evil" sometimes as it can prolong the inevitable, but it can also be that beaming light in driving the motivation in achieving the impossible. Don't give up, and hope for the best. It will all work out in the end.
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These old bones won’t shake no more.
Yeah, and these old tones won’t sound no more. These old scars will heal on up. Yeah, and these old lungs will breathe on out. These old thoughts will dry on up. Yeah, because I’m going to make them. The one chord that saved me.
The one oath that made me. The one bath that had me. The one time I had it all. Is going to be all the time now.
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i wish i could make it all better with a whoosh.
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Teddy...
Wow.
It'll be over soon enough.
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The Student Fair
The student fair was quite a bore,
There wasn't much there to explore.
The freebies were the only thing
That made it worthwhile visiting.
I got a tea towel, food and beer,
A pirate hat (!) as dress up gear
For all those student parties to come,
Those fancy dress parties so wild and fun,
But being a hermit is in my nature,
I prefer to be a solitary creature.
No social skills of which to speak,
At the end of every week,
I know I'll find myself at home,
Watching TV all alone,
Or trying to knit the longest scarf,
A scarf so long it could fit a giraffe.
Maybe try my hand at cooking
(Oh I can't cook, I'm only joking.)
I try hard to make others smile,
But being outgoing is not my style.
My stammer renders me a joke,
I cannot speak to other folk.
#Oh that sounds so sad and pathetic!#It'll be ok.#I only stammer when I'm proper nervous#poetry#poems#writing#creative writing#student life#freshers#crap
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