you know that numb feeling

you get

when you’re laughing at something that’s at its core, a little evil?

like when your brother kills a snake

and you gotta find a way to make it feel okay.

we try to make it go away

by fueling it with a steroid like hatred

but hatred is basically just fear

so i can say “i hate snakes”

and that’s why it’s okay to kill them

but really im just afraid of them

okay,

the point is, 

there is always uncovering.

there is never a reason to celebrate somebody’s death.

when we do,

we are pouring acid on the threads connecting humanity

we are trying to demonize one of our own

remember, there are no monsters.

only people.

and the qualities that we fear, and hate, within them

are them most important, darkest parts of ourselves

that we really need to learn more about.

- Eden

The Kids Are Getting Weird. We rolled old school this weekend.

The Kids Are Getting Weird. We rolled old school this weekend.

(via poeticartifacts)

when he told me he took off work

ether-eden:

to come home with me

for Thanksgiving

i instantly

felt like

getting drunk.

These days,

I can only take romance

with a stiff shot of cynicism.

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY