"People say, “I’m going to sleep now,” as if it were nothing. But it’s really a bizarre activity. “For the next several hours, while the sun is gone, I’m going to become unconscious, temporarily losing command over everything I know and understand. When the sun returns, I will resume my life.” If you didn’t know what sleep was, and you had only seen it in a science fiction movie, you would think it was weird and tell all your friends about the movie you’d seen. “They had these people, you know? And they would walk around all day and be okay? And then, once a day, usually after dark, they would lie down on these special platforms and become unconscious. They would stop functioning almost completely, except deep in their minds they would have adventures and experiences that were completely impossible in real life. As they lay there, completely vulnerable to their enemies, their only movements were to occasionally shift from one position to another; or, if one of the ‘mind adventures’ got too real, they would sit up and scream and be glad they weren’t unconscious anymore. Then they would drink a lot of coffee.” So, next time you see someone sleeping, make believe you’re in a science fiction movie. And whisper, ‘The creature is regenerating itself."

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ant1christ:

“When she came to her senses again she cut off all contact with him. It had not been easy, but she had steeled herself. The last time she saw him she had stared at him for a whole minute and decided that she did not have a grain of feeling left, because it would have been the same as bleeding to death. Fuck you.” 

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itsmymojothatsdopee:

i’m honestly so scared of relationships. i’m not into them at all anymore. i’m scared of falling for someone but i’m even more scared of having someone fall for me and i hurt them. i’m not into any of this anymore. i just want to be single for a while.

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poorlywrittenhistory:

This is the piece that sparked my entire writing project. It was the first thing I wrote on my typewriter, barreling out of me hot and tired, and the first thing I posted on the internet to surprising results.

Today it is her 21st birthday. Though the spaces between us have become too far to stretch, there’s still a supreme love inside of me for my childhood best friend. And, I guess, there’s something small too that misses the time she turned twelve and I punched the boy who lived next door to her to seem tough.

taylor