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February 18, 2014 at 2:55am
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Fear and shame are the backbone of my self-control. They are my source of inspiration, my insurance against becoming entirely unacceptable. They help me do the right thing. And I am terrified of what I would be without them. Because I suspect that, left to my own devices, I would completely lose control of my life.

— Allie Brosh, Hyperbole and a Half.

January 23, 2014 at 6:10am
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Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

— Anaïs Nin

May 16, 2013 at 12:27am
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Reblogged from owlturdcomix

tastefullyoffensive:

owlturdcomixEvery time.

This is me, all the time when I try to reach for a Q-tip across my table while I am watching my TV series. 

May 13, 2013 at 1:47am
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Reblogged from hellanne

It’s a lot easier to be angry at someone than it is to tell them you’re hurt.

— Tom Gates (via whinymidas)

(Source: hellanne, via thetectonicplates-deactivated20)

April 3, 2013 at 8:08am
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Dear Lord

I need patience.
I need all the patience in the world and back.

Please give me patience.

Amen.

7:58am
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Quit that job that’s making you miserable, end the relationship that makes you act like a lunatic, lose the friend whose sole purpose in life is making you feel like you’re perpetually on the verge of vomiting. You’re young, you’re resilient, there are other jobs and relationships and friends if you’re patient and open.

April 1, 2013 at 11:10am
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Hey you.

There is a constant need in me to erase everything I have of the past and start again. 

I’ve been throwing things out. I’m not one for sentiments, but these are things I used to think I had a connection with only to realize we create these false connections with dead items just so we can fill an empty space that we just couldn’t fill with something living, something alive.

My thoughts are fragmented these days. If I don’t keep a list of things I am suppose to do, I’ll forget almost immediately. I have notes everywhere, as reminders so I am able to function. The irony is the days are the same, the rigid regime never quite changes, it’s the same cycle day in and day out, every week, every month but yet I still can forget the next step if I don’t keep these notes at bay.

I’m obviously falling apart in every aspect, may it be at work or play. I am a recluse now. I enjoy the silence and the lack of laughter/queries. I’m just a bit scared cos I’m liking it a wee bit too much and I worry in due time I’d just shut off from the world completely and eventually stop bleaching my girly fuzz of hair on my upper lip. I figured when that day comes, it’s the day I seek professional help again.

I will not jeopardize my femininity/grooming rituals due to insanity. 

February 11, 2013 at 6:05am
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We need to move away from this constant need of coming across as calm, cool and collected. WE WEREN’T BUILT TO BE CALM, COOL, AND COLLECTED. If we were, it wouldn’t feel so fucking exhausting all the time. It would, you know, come naturally to us. You know what comes naturally to human beings though? Being open, being messy, being raw, being unfiltered, having lots of feelings. Why should we have to stifle our true nature? Let’s go after the things we want, let’s love each other brutally and honestly, and not worry about the consequences. Let’s release the feelings inside of us and let them land somewhere special. Otherwise, we might have a lifetime of longing in front of us.

— 

January 28, 2013 at 11:47pm
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Watched Frankenweenie over the weekend in Kuching. It was so cute and the OST is awesome.

January 21, 2013 at 11:09pm
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Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends.

— 1 Corinthians 13:4–8a 

3:37am
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And I can’t change,
Even if I tried,
Even if I wanted to.
My love, my love, my love,
She keeps me warm.

January 18, 2013 at 2:13am
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It took so long just to feel alright
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
Cause you broke all your promises
And now you’re back
You don’t get to get me back

And who do you think you are
Running around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of heart
And tearing love apart
You’re gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don’t come back for me
Don’t come back at all!

— Christina Perri, Jar of Hearts.

December 29, 2012 at 1:26am
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New Tumblr Finds an Unsurprising Link Between “Nice Guys” and Belief That Women Are Obligated to Shave Their Legs: Smitten
Gena Kaufman, glamour.com
Sigh. There are few things that are a big­ger turn off than the guy who con­stant­ly pro­claims him­self to be “nice” and laments why girls just don’t go for him. Just a few of the obvi­ous flaws in this argu­ment:Being nice, while a good thing…

New Tumblr Finds an Unsurprising Link Between “Nice Guys” and Belief That Women Are Obligated to Shave Their Legs: Smitten
Gena Kaufman, glamour.com

Sigh. There are few things that are a big­ger turn off than the guy who con­stant­ly pro­claims him­self to be “nice” and laments why girls just don’t go for him. Just a few of the obvi­ous flaws in this argu­ment:

Being nice, while a good thing…

December 20, 2012 at 12:22am
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Let the countdown begin

It’s that time of the year where I attempt resolutions for the year 2013. Maybe this year I’ll actually finish my Top 10 list. Maybe, maybe.

Maybe I won’t do anything because tomorrow I might just decide I want to live in Nepal and be one with Gaia.

Right now however I am regretting the fact I am not an alcoholic because I do NOT have a flask of tequila in my handbag and I could really do with a few swigs.

December 2, 2012 at 6:36am
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Take #2.

Ok - so maybe, just maybe I have forced myself to say a couple of things I shouldn’t have. Maybe, just maybe I should have sat on it longer before being all spontaneous and hopeful.

This hope thing is bullshit. I don’t even know why I buy into it again and again when I get conned by it each and every time.