So I really don't fucking understand why is it is that I cry so much over you. -shakes head- I think it's because I am hurting right now. I am emotionally overwhelmed with my entire life and the ONE person that I need isn't even on the same page that I am ( Read more... )

 I leave. I stay out for days on end. I need an escape; an outlet. I need to do something with my life. At this moment, I'm jobless. I really need to go look for something. I have entirely too much time on my hands and not enough to do. I don't even have a hobby haha. I wish I had hemp more than a lot of things. I really want fabric dye as well so ( Read more... )

 I hate that it only takes about ten minutes of talking to me before you start to feel anxious. I hate that I sat around waiting for you to get home like a lost puppy sitting on the back of a chair to stare mindlessly out the window. I hate that I'm so fucking stressed out about this whole situation. I need you in my life, but at this point all you ( Read more... )

 What the fuck? Really? Really really? So, I was supposed to go out. Plans got canceled. Okay cool. That means that I get to spend some time trying to talk to you. I understand that you are with your friends and whatever, but gods damnit I am your fucking boyfriend. I know that I'm pretty shitty at making time for you, but I have been getting ( Read more... )

So, it has been absolutely forever since I've written anything. It's been WAY MUCH longer since I've put anything in this. SOOO, I got a random urge to write and I figured I would just give this a shot. Hm. So, what's going on? I feel like. . . I need to sleep. Heh. Went on an investigation last night and it was an interesting time. We got ( Read more... )

Where to go; where should I start? Sooooo many moods, so many things flowing through my head. Ah, but then we put on the headphones and we. . . I slip away from the land of the normal and I go to my place. It's the music. It's the headphones. It helps me to focus, yet it puts me everywhere. I feel the music and it makes me want to dance. I want to ( Read more... )

I need to find a notebook ( Read more... )

So, here I sit. For the past few weeks all I've wanted to do with myself is write; is to grip the pen in my hand and watch as it becomes as fluent as an animal running proudly across a large field. I want for my hand to dance across the pages and let the ink flow powerfully, yet gracefully, like many gallons of water washing over and dropping from ( Read more... )

Have you ever had that feeling. . .that one that you don't know what it is. That you can't really explain. You think it's somewhere past happiness, contentness, but you have no idea how to explain it. It's a feeling of pure bliss, when nothing else matters. A moment where time just stops completely in it's tracks so that you can have it. Like ( Read more... )

Ever so much to take in for one single person. Having your supposed best friend arrested, bringing you to the realization that all they did was lie to you, scam you, and use you in so many different ways, all at once. To have all of this come down on you so that it is open in one day in a matter of several hours. Having the closest person in your ( Read more... )