She used "mortify" in the context of disgust, "All you can eat buffets mortify me." Really, all that food embarasses you? I don't want to be a bitch you know, "Well." Someone tells these idiots that "good" isn't an adverb and they go around correcting people like they're God. "WELL." You done good.She says she always "initializes" contact. Oh and ( Read more... )

I've broken myself of missing people. I don't miss people. I miss moments and feelings. I miss people that I don't miss at all. They no longer exist because the feelings I equate them with no longer exist. That's the part that breaks my heart, thats the part that holds it together.

You win.

& there are no solutions to these cravings, really. Not enough is never enough, never enough time and enough is too much, long enough to figure out this wasn't what I was looking for at all.

You call me up at night when there's no light passing threw,
you think that I don't understand, but I do.

This morning i woke up with a stranger lying
through my teeth.

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Even when I am alone, there is more to me, there is ( Read more... )

I think love is something like jumping into an ice cold pool in July. Hand in hand promising we'd jump together, but we hit the water alone regardless. There's always a coldness you bare alone despite a palm pressed to yours.

Shh...don't tell anyone but I use to be the giggling girl that always let go at the last minute.

I'm sick of the pillow wars. I've lost hope that the stems of my feathers i've gathered in my pillow case from their routine clippings of my wings will leave tiny scratches in their skin. Those two are impenetrable. My arms are warn from thrashing, clenching the case's cotton edges. I'm tired of lying awake at nite as the stems prick through to ( Read more... )