I think I forgot how to be careful, but then again I was never very good at doing what I supposed tdoingo be doing

I feel like im finding myself all over again. or just becoming happy with who I am. I been writing now for a while and I picked up painting again.I can't wait to just leave to do more art or write. it used to be cuz I hated work. now I feel like I want to do stuff. I am getting to many ideas I love it. I was in a slump for a while. I also wish this ( Read more... )

I think even when I'm supposed to I don't sink.I keep on keeping on.sometimes I dint know where I get the strength to do it. sometimes I'm happy about it.

we fall down we pick our selfs up and we keep walking.
life goes on.

why can't you see how your gost still shapes me?

can't you hear when I scream my name I scream yours?

come back to me. come back to me. to me.

And when I kill myself will everyone even care? I hope not. Fuck I hope not.

What is it that keeps me going?
Why?
This does not get any better with time.
Fuck ehat you heard

Fuck I miss you.

the quiet things that no one knows

i dream about you everyday
i would killl just to lay with you in bed and just breath you in
i would die just to get to re know you and fall i n love with you all over again
i never belived in soul mates intill the day you left me

I'm so alone