We've come a long way since that day

eighteen
Jimmy
Australia
Writer

the search is a pleasure,
and a difficult one
as most great pleasures are
the-intact: We were caught in the middle of something—a past too full of growth and pain to ignore, and a future we couldn’t predict. Exhausted with hoping for change, any change, in a blinding gold tomorrow, our fatigue turned to dangerous apathy. Dangerous, because we were artists. And we were meant to reflect life. Instead, we burned and tried to prove that a little fire never hurt anybody.

the-intact:

We were caught in the middle of something—a past too full of growth and pain to ignore, and a future we couldn’t predict. Exhausted with hoping for change, any change, in a blinding gold tomorrow, our fatigue turned to dangerous apathy.

Dangerous, because we were artists.

And we were meant to reflect life.

Instead, we burned and tried to prove that a little fire never hurt anybody.

(via collarbone-constellations)

Anonymous asked: Don't quit. Turn off anon.

Nah, nothing wrong with hearing what people think. If it’s honest, i’ll hear it.

Anonymous asked: Why are you leaving when you dominate evry single anon that steps up to the plate?

Heh.

Anonymous asked: Come back :(

Haha, maybe occasionally. I never was too good at leaving things unfinished.

Anonymous asked: Sounds like you don't have very good friends if you can't express yourself completely, fully, entirely, sexually, as Jimmy when around them

My friends can criticize the hell out of me, and they will always still be my true friends. I think that’s what true friends do. Keep you in check. I signed up to get judged. That’s either loyalty or stupidity. You pick.

Last post?

So my tumblr has been a bit intense lately. To be honest i’m getting tired of even maintaining it. It was always meant to be a collage of beautiful things. At the end of a day, no matter the awful and horrible things I saw, the backstabbing that went on, I would always have this little man-made collection of slices of the world that are good and sweet and lovely, to remind me that there is all of this to make up for all the bad. That sounds lame and it is lame. But I am lame. 

and sure, i’ve had a little fun with it towards the end, but mainly i want to say to all my followers, thankyou for taking an interest. thankyou for following me this far, i got many messages of support for my depression that i didn’t publish, because keeping it private made it mean more to me. more special. lastly i think it’s worth mentioning, if you truly, really wanted to get to know me, it was all here. in it’s absolute honesty it was all here. that’s why accusing me of being a different person on here felt jarring to me. it made me realize how little i’m actually known in real life. Oh well. Cheers guys, I really won’t be back this time.

See ya. <3