Existence Proceeds Essence
I'm an example of a candle-lit life with electric relaxation. Brain trampled by devotion
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I'm Hattie, and I should have started this years ago.
This is an honest attempt to record what goes on in my mind, without any consequences
In a time that I be to be at my strongest

I have found that again, iam unable to be okay with myself and more importantly, be alone.

Wow

15 days until I’m 20.

(Forever Young)

Home alone for the first time in months, time to think:

Have an incredible urge to do something beautiful..almost as if my life depended on it

Thoughts while listening to midnight city:

It’s much easier to look at the world while listening to music. Makes it seem more meaningful

“Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.”
Rumi (via hookahsmoke)

(via hookahsmoke)

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Habit makes us crazy. Routine is terribly unsettling. For sixty-seven years I washed my hands twice daily at a sink that was just the right height; paper and pen and piano keys always feel the same underneath fingers, no matter the weather outside; the roar of a car engine coming to life sounds…

(Source: itsthekushprincess, via hookahsmoke)

You know it’s funny how freedom can make us feel contained…

Truer than true:

Gemini May 15 2012 
You have a vision or a dream you would like to bring to life, yet other people you have shared it with don’t understand. They are not yet capable of seeing the wonders that can be seen through your eyes. You are ahead of your time, Gemini. Throughout your life you have probably found that you noticed potential in things way before they became popular with the masses - you noticed young actors that would become stars, or new songs that would become hits, or new ways of doing things that would become trends. Your idea now has a great destiny. Don’t be stopped because others can’t see what you see.

Copyright (c) DailyHoroscope.

What is life, really

Depressed beyond belief, at worst stage in life, don’t know happiness any longer. Must keep pushing through on an empty stomach and a head full of broken dreams.

Must snap out of it..

Wish I knew how to be constantly happy with everything around me. Wish I had the lack of mind to neither notice the cruelty in humanity nor the sickening experiences in life. I wish I was a sheep sometimes..

My life at this given point in time, it always has been my song and now I’m living it out.. Such a strange coincidence

Ice-age heat wave, can’t complain. If the world’s at large, why should I remain? Walked away to another plan. Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand. I move on to another day, to a whole new town with a whole new way. Went to the porch to have a thought. Got to the door and again, I couldn’t stop. You don’t know where and you don’t know when. But you still got your words and you got your friends. Walk along to another day. Work a little harder, work another way.

Welluh-uh baby I ain’tgot no plan. We’ll float on maybe would you understand? Gonna float on maybe would you understand? Wellfloat on maybe would you understand?

The days get shorter and the nights get cold. I liketheautumn but this place is getting old. I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast. It might not be a lot but I feel like I’m making the most. The days get longer and the nights smell green. I guess it’s not surprising but it’s spring and I should leave.

I likesongs about drifters - books about the same. They both seem to make me feel a little lessinsane. Walked on off to another spot. I stillhaven’t gotten anywhere that I want. Did I want love? Did I need to know? Why does it always feel likeI’m caught in anundertow?

The moths beat themselves to death against the lights. Adding their breeze to the summer nights. Outside, water like air was great. I didn’t know what I had that day. Walk a little farther to another plan. You said that you did, but you didn’t understand.

I know that starting over is not what life’s about. But my thoughts were so loud I couldn’t hear my mouth. My thoughts were so loud I couldn’t hear my mouth. My thoughts were so loud.

Strange

How the more I come home to visit from Cali, the less it feels like home..

I know the world’s a broken bone, but melt your headaches call it home..