Burn the Diary

A collection of thoughts and inspiration

October 15, 2014 3:34 pm



 i found you a nicely apt description of what the fucking friendzone is



(via stellarsarah)

October 8, 2014 1:51 am



can i please have a dog like this, i died of cuteness.

(via liamdryden)

September 15, 2014 8:02 pm

My band Unveiled’s new music video Barely Human! Enjoy! Planing some show dates for October and November :D

September 5, 2014 11:22 pm


Cosmic Moonlight Giveaway

I know it’s a little late but I couldn’t wait till tomorrow. All you gotta do to win all of these crystals is follow the rules carefully!


  • Please follow my blog if it’s to your liking. Not required but forever grateful.
  • Reblogging the post will count as an entry. 1 reblog = 1 entry. Please don’t spam your followers.
  • Go to my store www.CosmicMoonlight.com via Storenvy and give me a follow.
  • If you haven’t already please give my Facebook page a like. Another giveaway will be going on over there.
  • Must be willing to give out name and mailing address. Worldwide shipping!
  • Giveaway will end September 26th at 11:59 pm pacific time.
  • You are not required to follow my shop or like my Facebook page if you don’t have accounts with either websites. 


  • 3 Lemurian Seed crystals
  • 3 Clear Quartz crystals.
  • 9 small Opalite pieces.
  • 1 Amethyst (dyed) moon bracelet. Made by me :)
  • 1 Jade pendant.
  • 1 Amethyst heart pendant. 
  • A pair of lotus flower Rose Quartz earrings. Made by me!
  • 2 Amethyst clusters.
  • 1 Titanium Quartz cluster.
  • 1 large raw Amazonite stone. 
  • 1 medium Mahogany Obsidian tumbled stone.
  • 1 medium raw Clear Quartz stone.
  • 1 small Peacock Ore crystal.
  • 1 tiny Citrine point.

Thank you all for the love and support you have shown me. I appreciate it so so much. This giveaway is for you! Please don’t alter the text in any way and if you have any questions feel free to message me!

Such beautiful jewelry!

(via stellarsarah)

July 31, 2014 5:40 pm
July 27, 2014 12:28 am




This is terrifyingly accurate

so true it hurts





This is terrifyingly accurate

so true it hurts

(Source: amandaonwriting)

July 26, 2014 5:57 pm July 24, 2014 6:54 pm July 16, 2014 4:01 am

The Fantastic Fear of Everything

Anxiety riddles my bones as I ponder the thought of going outside, I fear the world perhaps. Even the sweetest invitations give me a ping of distress; I am not sure what it is whether it is the social aspect or the responsibility of getting there. I let something so dangerous eat me alive as I lay restless in my bed at night too shaken to act upon my personal struggle, fear. I dream of living in a large gothic mansion, with a writing career, content.  The silent ping stabs me in the chest reminding me of my anxieties. I try to ignore these alarms; they keep me awake at night and have taken so many opportunities from me. I am tired of being fearful, but I am afraid to try. Writing is solitude I feel a sense of freedom, letting my fears dissipate into nothingness. I’m no longer afraid. To feel that way for a moment is everything. 

2:08 am

The Lost Writer

The thirst for recognition is universal, we all want to be recognized for our great successes. Writing has been my only solace from the day to day stresses of life. I have so many stories, ideas pent up inside or barely actualized in a half written script. The frustration of incompleteness is unavoidable and causes me great grief and restlessness. I want to these scripts complete! For these stories to be actualized and my characters to lift off the page into existence!  Procrastination lures around the corner like a leech pretending to be both a friend and foe. Some of my best ideas are sucked from the venom of procrastination, but otherwise I stare off into space hoping for something to contextualize while I avoid procrastination like the plague. Promising to write a page or two while my characters roll their eyes at me like “sure yeah, I’ve been waiting what 4 years?!” I’m sorry my little creations I’m doing the best I can. There is essentially nothing I can do it seems until these stories are complete. My characters drive me to tell their stories and as their mother, I can’t refuse. So thus, I lose myself again in their worlds, while I still feel lost in my own.