Most days I have my life well sorted out. My work, priorities and everything in between. A marvel in competence and efficiency, some may say. I say its almost like I have these good days to make up for the shit ones. The ones where I feel like every cell of my body is weeping in protest when I even so much as attempt to open my eyes in the morning ( Read more... )

You make me so fucking happy there is no words for it.
I thought I needed flowers and chocolates to be wooed
But all I need is to feel as cherished as you make me feel
With just a smile and your tenderness

It just occured to me that a lot of my moments of love could be traced in stair cases. Theres always a thrill about staircases, you seee. Its when you have your last little moment of privacy before entering a party, a household, a threshold of some kind. I am not the most comfortable with PDAs and so a quick peck on the cheek before entering a ( Read more... )

I havent posted here in the longest time but today I just felt like I had to ( Read more... )

What was I taught
As a child, a young girl, a teenager
That though it burns
Stings and itches
I refuse to wear
Spectacles
Instead of contacts

Its the strangest thing ( Read more... )

They say
Depression in summer
Feels hazy and confused
The lights too glaring
Colours too vivid

I must say
I must say
At the end
We made me feel
Just the same

I left you
Hoping you would change
And come back to me

You left me
Wanting for you
You never came back

Many have loved me since you
But no matter how kind they are
How much they do
The patience they show
Every Taylor Swift song
And Siken poem
Is about what we could have been

I am usually fine and great but sometimes when I get low, I get so freaking low that I feel a little scared of myself. I dont like to throw words around so I really hate saying things like "depressed" or "bipolar" but it worries me a little bit.