That feeling, that untouchable feeling. After you've been through a rough thing with someone else and somehow you've managed to survive and come out in one piece, whole but harder for it. That untouchable feeling, like no one is going to do that to you again and why don't they just try it and see how far it gets them. You might go as far as to get ( Read more... )

Time. So much, so much time left until the end of my life - sometimes I go crazy at how slowly time passes yet how quickly my body ages. But I shouldn't allow myself to think like this. I have to remind myself that time only frightens me when I think of having to spend it alone. Sometimes I scare myself with how many of my thoughts revolve around ( Read more... )

Right now all I want is to have something perfect. Something exciting that I don't have to worry about. Even something flawed that feels like it's right. I miss feeling like I mean something.

He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful person, to be, as simple as it sounded and as impossible as it actually was, happy. And during the course of each day his heart would descend from his chest into his stomach. By early afternoon he was overcome by the feeling that nothing was right, or nothing was right ( Read more... )

We are here, that is for certain. We are here under these lights, under these skies, under these roofs and ceilings, hoping ( Read more... )

it rains in heaven all day long

You know you can't give me what I need
And even though you mean so much to me
I can't wait through everything

Is this really happening?
I swear I'll never be happy again
And don't you dare say we can just be friends
I'm not some boy that you can sway
We knew it'd happen eventually

Now everybody's singing

Am I alone in wanting something clean and pure and good? Something yet untouched and untainted, something free of regret or sorrow or mistrust? These ghosts slip through my fingers and play havoc with my memories. There are times, late at night, when I can still feel her there, when the depression in the mattress next to me is something more than a ( Read more... )

And I knew you could never love me

I'm finding it hard to get out of bed every morning. It all seems so trivial and silly, but since she left, I just can't see the bright side of anything. It all seems so damn pointless. I wake, shower, brush my teeth, maybe play some guitar. But it's just some boring rerun again and again, always shown in these muted shades of gray ( Read more... )