I think about dying but I dont want to die. Not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic. There’s so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell I’m doing or how to get out of it.Matty Healy (via bisexualfandom)
food should be free. water should be free. housing should be free. power, fuel, electricity should be free. basic necessities should be free.
the idea of “people should have to work for a living” carries the implication that some people deserve to die
(September 23rd, 2014)
Green wings by Nas
Green wings fold, nurturing, holding and protecting.
Your brokeness, like the world I hoped to heal, knowing it impossible from a beginning remembered.
Even with the strength of steal, a heart of gold and the face of a child, all my wounds, aches and scars open.
A pain i had not experienced, felt, in years.
Now I lie open and raw, to be touched, felt and seen by all, even me.
From whom I ask gentleness and patience.
Here you have me. Behold me. I am naked.
Purposefully given in. Suspended yet conscious,.
Letting open, expecting nothing and empty of thoughts. Birth me from need. Let me suffer.