The Starry Night (Details) , Vincent Van Gogh, Oil on Canvas, 1889.
This just came up on my dash and I’m sorry I didn’t even look to see who this picture belongs to. It’s not mine but wow I’ve never seen this picture before. It’s sf powerful I can’t even describe it. This is what my friends don’t understand. It works. It’s an escape, a release, a way to forget about everything else - it works. I don’t want to stop because it works. I don’t want to “get better”. In my mind, this is the best I’ll ever be. I can’t get better. It doesn’t work. Cutting works. And that is what I think is so addicting about it. Yet, I would never recommend it to absolutely anyone because not one person, I don’t care who they are or what they did, deserves to feel the way I do.
Geologist’s Rainbow Petrified wood in Petrified Forest National Park, Arizona
photo credit:© Frank Townsley
http://fineartamerica.com/profiles/frank-townsley.html
image via:http://pinterest.com/pin/91831279874074059/
Growing up and living on your own is hard.
Now I have to make adult decisions.
Like, if a Jehovah’s Witness or political campaigner comes to the door, do I answer it, or hide under my bed?