C.K. Burch's Blog, page 120

(because sometimes I think I post too much on my Facebook and...

(because sometimes I think I post too much on my Facebook and there’s a lot going on upstairs today)

"I’m tired of people romanticizing overexertion. Exhausted is not the new chic, coffee (though a..."

“I’m tired of people romanticizing overexertion. Exhausted is not the new chic, coffee (though a delicious necessity) is not a food group, and running on fumes is not admirable. Why do we hold pedestals for sleepless nights, breakdowns, and inner turmoil? Are those really things to aspire to? Self-care. Balance. The ability to know when your body, mind, and spirit need to take a step back. Those are things we should admire. We have to stop blurring the line between ‘commitment’ and self-endangerment because too many people are burning out before they have a chance to truly shine.”

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my opinion on the way we envision hard work and the way we should live life  {runningmandz} (via kvtes)

I want this on billboards everywhere.
Everywhere.

(via lickystickypickyshe)

This is important, but difficult. It’s difficult. When every day is a new day for your brain to tell you that you’re not doing enough, you’re not good enough, it’s not enough to just do enough, it’s difficult to self-care and rest. There’s far too many people who feel that way, who keep pushing just to push against the feeling that they can’t push enough. There are times when I want to not push, and there are times when pushing is the only thing that gets me through the day. It means, unfortunately, that the breaking point is only a few inches away, and balancing that breaking point with the effort needed to toe the line before you go over is all that can be done. Vacations are wasted time. Fun is wasted time. Life is happening too fast, and if you’re not good enough, you won’t get what you want or need. The only options are going or doing nothing. Faster or stop. Harder or never. Because the inbetween just isn’t enough.

Slow down. I don’t know how to slow down, but I’m trying. Slow down.

daysofgrass:…this is a joke. Is this a joke?It’s not a...

daysofgrass:

…this is a joke. Is this a joke?

It’s not a man-purse, it’s a purse.

It’s not a man-bun, it’s a bun.

It’s not guy-liner, it’s eyeliner.

IT’S NOT BROS GOLD, IT’S ROSE GOLD.

"I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots..."

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I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,

or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,

in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms

but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;

thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,

risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.

I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;

so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,

so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,

so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

”

- Pablo Neruda, “XVII (I do not love you…)”

@daysofgrass

daysofgrass:in-vagina-we-thrust:niggablvd:My girlfriend just asked me to learn sign language...

daysofgrass:

in-vagina-we-thrust:

niggablvd:

My girlfriend just asked me to learn sign language with her so she can tell me how bad she wants to fuck me in front of my parents

Keep her

…now I have another reason to learn sign language.

….and I have a reason to learn how to read it.

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daysofgrass:

upallnightogetloki:

indominusgay:

did-you-kno:

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Aw man how much would it suck to have somebody slap the inverted torches on your tomb?

I immediately looked at that one like “What kinda shit did you do in life for someone to place a symbol of eternal damnation on your grave for everyone to see?”

I want to print this out and take it to the cemetery.

teratocybernetics:alienismi:@moreoy *meeps*holy shit

teratocybernetics:

alienismi:

@moreoy 

*meeps*

holy shit

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"But my words become stained with your love.You occupy everything. You occupy everything."

“But my words become stained with your love.

You occupy everything. You occupy everything.”

- Pablo Neruda, from “So That You Will Hear Me,” Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair


(via lifeinpoetry)

"I wrote a letter to my soul to remind me how much I love my life today. The world moves so fast that..."

“I wrote a letter to my soul to remind me how much I love my life today. The world moves so fast that I sometimes lose my memory of how lucky I really am. For everything I have to be sorry for, there is something I have to be thankful for. My shortcomings are just a reminder of how far I have come, and how I have learned from my mistakes. I believe the only way to become successful is to show gratitude to everyone who took the time to teach you how grow in to yourself.”

- William Chapman (via williamchapmanwritings)