December 2009
i am the all seeing eye i am the messaging dove I don’t flap my wings to fly my wings beat for me to sore.
i’ve never known love
just whatever came close to it.
I just wish i had an appetite for something to eat i’m hungry but there is nothing that I want at all. I’m craving him, not food.
neverregretting:
The cracken washed up onto the beach. Practically dead, and cold, she cannot grasp that she’s dying. Her mate is already washed up and dead. She sees him, and just swallows her last breath and dies too.
aww:) thanks for writing this for me, andrew. i love it
“It’s the revolution dad.”
– kelsey g.
i like these lyrics more that i'm heart broken.
There’s a possibility There’s a possibility All that I had was all I gon’ get There’s a possibility There’s a possibility All I gon get is gone with your step So tell me when you hear my heart stop, You’re the only who knows Tell me when you hear my silence There’s a possibility I wouldn’t know Know that when you leave Know that when you leave By blood and by mean You walk like a...
pow wow
pow wow
the white man has the answers. warriors, warriors, warriors! the white man has the answers.
oh jeeze, i just realized what am i gonna do now on sundays? every sunday was mine and gav’s day to just relax and stuff, watch cartoons or movies
lame
oh of course i’m the girl that handles break ups with icecream, donuts, face mud masks, painting my nails, doing my hair and tumblr. i could have called up a couple of guys that would have been soo relieved that i’m single now, i could have gotten loads of attention last night, but I didn’t. Because I’m not that kind of girl, and i don’t need attention unlike some...
you told me that you wouldn’t know what to do without me i hope this has a load of truth to it. because i do not have any answers just yet. other than everything will be okay.
“justin, I’m just sick of feeling my heart is in my intestines and my lungs...”
– i
“A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become...”
– Ingrid Bergman (via simtan) (via quote-book)
i guess this is where it is supposed to sink in
of course at 5:30 at night, it would be the night that I wake up with the most horrible stomach pains i’ve had in a while. I can’t even walk. feels better to sit up than to lay down. of course my first instinct was to call gav, and then I remembered that we are no more. I just hope I hung up in time, I hope it doesn’t show up that I did. I don’t breathe, my lungs are...
“I was just that little voice in the back of your head starting wars.”
– i
now that i am single and lonely who is going to hold my hand and kiss my forehead when i am sad?
do you know what breaking is[reprise][reprise]
I AM ROTTED
hey,
do me a favor and build me up. fix all my other pieces and make me right again. okay, now that you’ve done that, make me feel like nothing could ever break me apart. you know how to make me happy unlike anyone else. okay, now that you’ve done that. tell me this is it. tell me that this isn’t what you need right now. tell me that things change and that i should relax and that...
you screamed it outloud.
I’m sure this is where it all comes from. You’re feeling that I’ve never loved you before, oh, but I have loved you more than anyone with a head full of heart ever could. Where have I gone wrong? I’ve taken my time, falling into your clutch. and you very well know that you have me wrapped tight around soft fingers.
Do you know what yearning is, lover. To plead to the...
and it was letting my god save me that made all the difference.
I know that I have a good life
a bad past with a good future.
it’s just all the bad that bolds out more than the good. and all the ways of trying, that go wrong. those things stand out more, and it shouldn’t be so. I’m fighting for the opposite if i am the only one, i’ll pride myself on fighting alone.
it was in the rain that i felt happiest. that i knew i could feel it, i knew i was still alive.
it was taking advantage of my secret places that broke me down. i woke up realizing that what i need was a rush of life. i woke up realizing that i was not a lion or an elephant, i was a puny little human girl with the belief that one day she might have her way in the world. she ran around the backyard with her muddy utensils creating mud pies for everyone. she chalked up the sidewalks with murals...
“i’m a severe asthmatic but i’ll kick it off tonight.”
YOU KNOW WHAT
The idea of it all being okay, has passed away. dead like a door knob, i’m breaking it down. somewhere along the way you became my comfort zone without me knowing, that was going to be all i had in the end. My passion organ, It has its own ways of letting me feel. My atoms were rearranging today. The part that falsely claimed what is left of my right mind, has shot itself. Now tell me what I...
everyone says that this new year, it will be different. but secretly we all know, that only the people that have the drive to change their self will succeed this upcoming year. I’m working on my lists. As sad as it sounds, that’s what got me through this year. I was able to cross out all the things on my lists but one thing and that will be done in a few months so i’m keeping...
sure, i’ve got a lot to say but i didn’t mean it to sound that way
wish i had my bags packed, ready to go, you know sprout up here and there in the world, leaving my mark without the trouble of this and that, i’m a good girl now nothing is going to matter much, i’m a good girl now.
