If you want to be done with it ( Read more... )

It is a sad truth they never tell you; slowly but surely you will lose almost everyone you ever cared about.

It's not that they die. It's that they change. It's that when you form a group of friends, there are too many variables to keep track of. It's that friendships age and mutate like cancerous cells. Time takes over and any little alteration ( Read more... )

It’s been months
And thinking of it
Still bruises the insides
Makes me feel
Like so much
Rotten fruit

There is a bitterness
With memories
The good times spoiled
All the smiles
That we shared
Decayed

Nowadays
I perish slowly
And never completely

But the hurt?

No
It never gets old
It never goes bad

It strikes me more and more how much life is a contradiction. I don't want to exist if this is what reality is but I don't want to die either. I think there are so many awful things in the world that I wonder why more people don't throw themselves off of tall buildings right and left; I think that there are so many things that make living worth ( Read more... )

Goals/Resolutions ( Read more... )

"We need Atlas for our long distance ( Read more... )

There's something so comforting about falling asleep in the same room as them ( Read more... )

Being without you ( Read more... )

Too concentrated ( Read more... )

It didn't use to be this way. Lately I'm having such a hard time motivating myself to do what needs to be done. I also have no will power and say things I shouldn't.

I don't want to take up this time and space anymore.

I'll take new life, please.