sometimes when im talking i have to remind myself that it is my voice ( Read more... )

i sometimes wonder if feeling complete is just a fixation that everyone is so set on...but it does not actually exists. half the smiles are suppose to be fake, and pretending to be happy is suppose to happen now and again. looking like you have your shit in a line is normal, and feeling terribly alone when you are surrounded is acceptable ( Read more... )

face left unfamiliar
eyes that are mine forever;
i wish they saw
i wish they saw

i had the most horrifying thought today-

what if this is it? as good as it gets, as alive as i feel. what if this is all of it?

"If you were to die now, at this moment, what would you think of as the best thing you've ever done in your life?"

i have absolutely no idea.

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i have finally made a decision.

and it feels so fucking amazing.

i could write for days about how much this is hurting me and how much i dont know what to do anymore and how much i just want to make up my mind, but that will get me nowhere. i am trying my very best to stay focused on a truth, yet i constantly find myself re-convincing myself that that very truth exists at all. i just want to run and run and run ( Read more... )

to just be conferred with such an astonishing, breathtaking, dish of a person is like watching the world melt slowly from within a glass box, knowing i'm the only one to make it out alive...and to be existent, if only for a moment, to hear the sound of your voice ( Read more... )

tappin in to the deepest roots of ( Read more... )