“the idea itself isn’t entirely executed until it’s finished.” i’ve been thinking a lot about generic words and feelings we have using those words. mostly how casually they come out of our mouths without the intended meaning. powerful words are too often used out of context and they become comparable to conjunctions. when did “sorry” become a conjunction? how do we compassionately express our feelings, sorrow, forgiveness, thankfulness if we’re abusing the words that define them? love? where do we draw the line on the use of these words? when are we ever really okay? sorry? thankful? pleading? words don’t belong to us the way we want them to. they’re only a crutch we have abused to say what we can’t express. maybe we wouldn’t be sorry if we hadn’t done what ever it was to be sorry for in the first place. words are to humans as letters are to words. there’s too much saying and no doing. i don’t buy it anymore. the honesty, sincerity and truth is too vague. 

why am i still mad at you?

(via nodyonoggin)

it’s not that i don’t like you, i like you tons. i just think the choices you’ve made are shitty. they make me feel shitty, make me think you’re shitty and i’m genuinely trying to the best of my ability to make you feel like shit about it. that’s all.

tearriffic:

Sometimes I think I’m only good at hurting the people who care the most about me.

and hurt by people that don’t care much about me at all

(via tearriffic-deactivated20111218-)