Status: I only cry tears made of diamonds
Joined: October 29, 2013
Last Seen: 5 years
Birthday: May 28
user id: 374023
Location: fucking Lithuania ._.
Gender: F
a piece of sh/t.

Quotes by potatoesforlife

I want you to tell me about every person you've ever been in love with.
Tell me why you loved them, then tell me why they loved you.
Tell me about a day in your life you didn't think you'd live through.
Tell me what the word "home" means to you and tell me in a way
that I'll know your mothers name just by the way you describe your bed room when you were 8.
See, I wanna know the first time you felt the weight of hate
and if that day still trembles beneath your bones.

Do you prefer to play in puddles of rain or bounce in the bellies of snow?
And if you were to build a snowman, would you rip two branches from a tree to build your snowman arms?
Or would you leave the snowman armless for the sake of being harmless to the tree?
And if you would, would you notice how that tree weeps for you
because your snowman has no arms to hug you every time you kiss him on the cheek?
Do you kiss your friends on the cheek? Do you sleep beside them when they're sad, even if it makes your lover mad?
Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid motion of a fragile heart
trying to beat away its pain?

See, I wanna know what you think of your first name.
And if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mothers joy
when she spoke it for the very first time. I want you tell me all the ways you've been unkind.
Tell me all the ways you've been cruel.
Tell me—knowing I often picture Gandhi at ten years old beating up little boys at school.
If you were walking by a chemical plant,
where smoke stacks were filling the sky with dark, black clouds, would you holler, "Poison! Poison! Poison!" really loud
or would whisper, "That cloud looks like a fish, and that cloud looks like a fairy"?

Do you believe that Mary was really a virgin?
Do you believe that Moses really parted the sea?
And if you don't believe in miracles, tell me,
how would you explain the miracle of my life to me?
See, I wanna know if you believe in any god,
or if you believe in many gods.
Or better yet, what gods believe in you.
And for all the times you've knelt before the temple of yourself,
have the prayers you've asked come true?
And if they didn't
did you feel denied?
And if you felt denied,
denied by who[m]?

I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you're feeling good.
I wanna know what you see in the mirror on a day a day you're feeling bad.
I wanna know the first person who ever taught you your beauty could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass.
If you ever reach enlightenment, will you remember how to laugh?
Have you ever been a song?

Would you think less of me
if I told you I have lived my entire life a little off key
and I'm not nearly as smart as my poetry I just plagiarized the thoughts of the people around me
who have learned the wisdom of silence.
Do you believe that concrete perpetuates violence?
And if you do I want you to tell me of a meadow where my skateboard will soar.

See, I wanna know more than what you do for a living.
I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving.
And if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes.
I wanna know if you bleed sometimes through other people's wounds.
And if you dream sometimes that this life is just a balloon that if you wanted to you could pop—but you never would
because you'd never want it to stop.
If a tree fell in the forest, and you were the only one there to hear it,
if its fall to the ground didn't make a sound,
would you panic in fear that you didn't exist
or would you bask in the bliss of your nothingness?
And lastly, let me ask you this:
if you and I went for a walk, and the entire walk we didn't talk,
do you think eventually we'd kiss?
No way.
That's askin' too much—after all, this is only our first date.
why do we need to watch the
sky to enjoy the stars when the
ultimate star is me
do you ever see an opinion that’s so terrible that you actually feel bad for that person’s brain
Being in a relationship with me is
like being in a relationship with a
brick wall cause I have no feels
and I'm always hard thanks for
*goes to a party and
awkwardly follows friend
around the entire time*
What if we all looked the way we wanted? Our ideal weight became reality, our worries about money washed away. Your love life is exactly the way you pictured it. Do you think we’d all be happier? Or would we just find new things to hate?
May this year be filled
with magic and dreams and good
madness. I hope you read some
fine books and kiss someone who
hinks you are wonderful, and
o not forget to make some art;
rite or draw or build or sing or
live as only you can. And I hope,
somewhere in this year, you
surprise yourself. HAPPY NEW YEAR
I wonder if anyone uses the
same password as me
Justin retired as soon as Beyoncé dropped a new album. Coincidence? I think not
it is so weird how many months
start with the letter j. January,
June, July, Jaugust, Joctober.