we all want things that last

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i want to be wanted too, and this wanting wants another reason to think that you want to hear the words that i want to say, so say something kind again, or look at me that same way the next time we meet. then maybe i'll say it - i know that i should hold my tongue (so much rides on the timing, so next time, maybe, maybe next time, maybe) - maybe i ( Read more... )

i think i'm falling, fallingand seemingly there's nothing that i can do about this ( Read more... )

a way to figure out who i am, in here. this has been neglected for a long time. for some reason, though it's mostly empty air, it feels like venting in some important way. a letting off, or letting go. so here's to new beginnings and the finding of oneself when you've been so lost for so long. here's to knowing in some way like faith, that it's ( Read more... )

i am lost

six a m, and now it might be time to sleep ( Read more... )

i make so many mistakes, and that's all

just don't think.
distract! distract!

it gets so personal sometimes, that i don't know what to do with it or where to put it, to let it out: i honestly, honestly have never been more sorry for anything, and it haunts me.

these things,
they get vague,
but they feel strange
and new;
novel, somehow.

and i go to it, alone
for the first time, forever