hi, i'm arielle, nice to meet you


"well i used to
have a notion
I could swim
the length of the ocean
if I knew you were waiting for me"

toiletpoetry:

"It feels like there should be wounds or scratches between my fingers from all the people who have put their own there and then eventually,without thought,taken them away”Toilet Poetry. Arielle Koenig-Luck, 2013 

toiletpoetry:

"It feels like there should be wounds or scratches between my fingers from all the people who have put their own there and then eventually,
without thought,
taken them away”

Toilet Poetry. Arielle Koenig-Luck, 2013 

Zero concern for the fact that I am wearing my pajama pants to work 👌

Zero concern for the fact that I am wearing my pajama pants to work 👌

Every dream I have nowadays is just some variation of me trying not to get killed

Last night it was in a 50s jazz club
The night before it was on a space ship
And the night before that was by a woman who was performing voodoo by taking one of my eyeballs

Sick.

nonelikerae:

Me.

nonelikerae:

Me.

(Source: theoffices, via pinkbunney)

id

Shannon Bennett looks like a dirty hippy how did he ever become such a high class chef like I get that look for just about any other profession but for the love of god get a hair net on that mop when you’re in a fucking kitchen mate

guess who’s being a needy girl again yay

Ok yes needy obviously but I do not enjoy waiting 15 minutes + for reply to a text, like come on what the fuck else could you be doing

(Source: rllknglck)

guess who’s being a needy girl again yay

My dad and I like to watch The American Baking Competition together because there is a middle aged stay at home dad that has eyes like a cobra and is going to massacre all the contestants when he doesn’t win

Robert De Niro in Taxi Driver (1976).

Ryan Gosling in Drive (2011).

(Source: moviescans, via daddyfuckedme)

I am so fucked up from my interactions with men and boys that when a very sweet, cool, attractive guy asks me on a date my first thought was to check everything he’s told me against his fb to verify that he is the person he’s saying he is, because the guy he is definitely couldn’t be interested in a girl like me

Then my second thought was, what underwear do I wear because obviously he just wants to fuck me, he cannot be genuinely interested in me in any other capacity other than for sex because I’m not really worth anything more.
Like that is all kind of fucked up and I should give myself more credit, but it is even more fucked up when you have the realisation that you don’t even think about your worst enemy as badly as you think about yourself

The hardest part of having a conversation with a stranger is when they ask what kind of music you’re into and your brain goes into panic mode because you’re desperate to impress them