FRIENDS ONLY.

[previously acceptedloser and itstheway]

you really fucked me up. a whirlwind two months of every imaginable (& even some unimaginable) emotion. i want you to be the best version of yourself. it's unfair of me to want the rest of what you first promised me, especially if that version of you isn't in there somewhere.

i love you. and also i hate what you put me through and the person the ( Read more... )

or not.

the people on the crowded beach didn't exist to me. hell, the beach itself was barely there. it's just me and you. always has been, just didn't know it till now.

summer finally spilled into fall, but that's not enough to fix this. i thought a chill in the air and my heart on my sleeve would be enough to make me feel something again, but the things i want i can't get back. lived the last two years of college like life was going out of style...and coming home has been nice for all of the reasons i've needed ( Read more... )

see, here's the thing we have to take our clothes off it's never gonna be together. & i'm stuck in 2006 and that's honestly ridiculous. the more i try to make everything not fall apart, the more pieces shatter around me. it takes ten times longer to put it back together than it does to fall apart. i really am stuck.

so easy to lose people. and become lost. never ending proof that we're all in this alone.

don't say i didn't, say i didn't warn ya. fighting the urge to run far away from any sort of romantic feelings. is that really still who i am? yup. even if i might vaguely admit that i want it, it's too much. i'm still getting myself on track (because that is a never ending job, apparently) and i much prefer being emotionally unavailable. nice guys ( Read more... )

i'm really into the bullshit of the "fresh start" that a new year supposedly brings. i'm a sucker for a clean slate and a new beginning...even if nothing ever changes. this past year had some great ups and some killer downs. ready to raise my glass & say hello to whatever lies ahead...

backspace, backspace, backspace. the blank page...the blinking of the cursor, waiting for me to get my shit together and throw some words out there. something, anything. i'm sure that my most frequently asked question of "what the hell happened last night?" tells you all you need to know about my current life status. been holding back the tears for ( Read more... )