sandykatrina:

Calvin was living Uptown before Katrina.  He was evacuated to seven different cities starting with San Antonio, TX.  But, he managed to get back.  After he did he opened his own barber shop.  When asked what he would say to New Yorkers, he paused for a minute before he said it’s not about the material things…

sandykatrina:

Calvin was living Uptown before Katrina.  He was evacuated to seven different cities starting with San Antonio, TX.  But, he managed to get back.  After he did he opened his own barber shop.  When asked what he would say to New Yorkers, he paused for a minute before he said it’s not about the material things…

104 11.02.12

Let go…

…’cause there’s beauty in the breakdown. 

3 09.24.12

Morning Bird.

There’s not enough melatonin, or seroquel, or wine on this planet to silence the white noise that blares in my head on a nightly basis. I would want nothing more than to know what it feels like to lay in my bed and drift off into a peaceful sleep without the sledgehammer of sleep aids. 

I stopped writing again. I’m not sure why. Sometimes I grow weary of hearing my thoughts echo as I write them out. Sometimes I feel like no one is listening. What I do know is not writing…not “journaling”…not “expressing” myself…whatever…means no sleep. Swallowing all these words leaves a perpetual lump in my throat.

Honestly, I prefer not to have my thoughts, feelings, and fears etched into the stone that is the internet, but I don’t feel like I can directly express myself to the people I hold dear. So writing here allows me to speak, and allows them to “hear” without being directly responsible for my feelings. WIn-win, no?

My job is overwhelming. Abuse, domestic violence, abject poverty, struggle, neglect, hopelessness, mental illness, rape, homelessness, disease…until I feel like I can’t absorb much more…until the end of my shift draws near. Then I turn to face the struggles of some of my closest friends and family. And I find myself lacking the empathy and sensitivity they absolutely need and deserve. I battle with grasping the art of companionship because the career path I’ve chosen is brutal and unforgiving. I’m genuinely sorry I can’t be what is needed. 

Tomorrow, I wish to remain under my big down comforter. Protected from responsibilities, expectations, and bills.

Please?

Happy Friday! @Patricec

Happy Friday! @Patricec

4245 07.13.12

ramblingsofanurbanjawn:

swannafightaboutit:

abritishkid:

Lily is a Great Dane that has been blind since a bizarre medical condition required that she have both eyes removed. For the last 5 years, Maddison, another Great Dane, has been her sight. The two are, of course, inseparable.

NO I CANT HANDLE THE FEELS

You know what’s awesome about dogs? They are adaptable. Lily doesn’t feel less than anything else. Lily doesn’t know she’s different. Lily’s chillin’. 

Dogs are awesome. 

254607 06.24.12

moths to a flame…

Here’s some “Yeah, duh…” knowledge for ya: Beware of sociopaths. I know the word has a certain connotation, but when you really think about the profile of a sociopath, I’m sure one or two people come to mind.

Some of these individuals are attracted to people who have that glow. A light that shines so bright it draws attention away from their darkness. They feed off of your brilliance. Initially, it seems as if they are simply basking in it, loving you for it… but eventually their Cimmerian nature becomes stifling. Damn near painful.

Protect your light.

6 06.23.12

cold-blooded koala...

me: ...she may have defriended me, though.
Maya: LOL
me: I rarely defriend people. I'm not on FB that often. And I never notice when ppl defriend me until I try to look one of them up.
Maya: Oh I defriend ppl. On their birthdays, too. Cuz that's when I notice them.
me: LMAOOOOOOOOOOO
1 06.11.12

Look Here Man: Amanda Bynes Edition

hellandheartaches:

Girrrl. Stop It.

If that’s the case B-Rock (we cool like that) please travel back in time and fire the Dorm Monitor that caught me running up the hallway with a bottle of vodka in my pants while covered head to toe in Frooty-O’s because I was a “Cereal Killer” for Halloween.

Fair is Fair. 

LMAOOOOO Patrice is a MESS.

12 06.05.12

"take these words of divine to the Empress right away…" - sizzla kalonji

ufansius:

Cover Illustration, The Great Gatsby

ufansius:

Cover Illustration, The Great Gatsby

60037 06.02.12