I'm so happy to be so far away from everything. And everyone. Accept my apologies. He won't let me in my own bed until I shower. There are women I will never love. Period. If you choose weak and naive, then fuck wear it well. You look up semi colon use. There are things I'll sacrifice but my heart and my character aren't one of them. I ( Read more... )

Life just keeps proving it can get worse in all of the most nightmarish ways. I'm scared to smile at strangers, thank God for the men that won't let me walk alone at night. I don't turn on the TV and I only check my email, hoping to see my oldest brother is happy and alive. I've lost compassion and I don't ask how anyone is holding up, because I ( Read more... )

I wish you were here to help me find a new home between rented walls. Maybe just a weekend spent drinking coffee and flying kites, just long enough to remember to breathe. I'm stressed and uncomfortable, a little less love and a little more common decency. We don't do that anymore. I probably just create disasters in my mind and sit back and ( Read more... )

I remember when I used to be really into nostalgia.

I still listen to Brand New, I still cry in my car, I still know nothing, and your heart will always have a place in mine. My life is going nowhere fast but I'm surrounded by the most sincere love that I have yet to find. I'm keeping "decent" contact with my core friends for the first time in months and it seems to balance me out. I'm certain ( Read more... )

I look for you in every person I meet. I drag friends to the beach in the middle of the night, hoping someone will find an answer in a shooting star. Instead, everyone's mad because the moon is hidden. I took a friend in a bad mood on a drive to nowhere, she played her music and didn't say a word. I know I will search forever for a sunrise ( Read more... )

I've been waiting to break since I woke up this morning. How could I have been so wrong? I'm tired of feeling this sad, but too exhausted to make this any better.

damn, i havent been this emo since highschool.

For a second I was home.

Then I realized home consists of 4 people, one stranger I know as well as I know myself, one man searching, a woman escaping, and a boy stuck in the middle.

I'll never be there again, this much I know.

I'm alive...most days.

28th thru the 2nd. mostly to do ackward "sorry my brother doesnt want to marry your daughter but do you mind if i move all his stuff out, thx." does this make me a doormat or a good little sister, or maybe even the best little sister?

i'm already craving new scenery. uh oh.