Love is entrapment. A first love, one can argue is forever, a rebound- concellation for the time being, Second love maybe even deeper than the first, deeper but certainly more cautious. Because a first love leaves you pained at, then numb, and then you realize it never leaves you at all. Loss of love is that constant pain in your chest, the aching ( Read more... )

Breeches in trust are hard to repair ( Read more... )

Sometimes we find the greatest comfort in confiding in strangers. For strangers know the least of you, they are not quick to judge and even if they were- the loss of their ear would not be greatly felt. They know nothing of your pain and your past faults are exactly that- in the past. In becoming friends you forefeit the right to easily dispense ( Read more... )

You always have that one person. You "secret box", your confidon, your life. What happens when the person whom you once confided in completely screws you. You look back and see people whom you never thoght you would give the time of day, who transformed into close friends, and then back into the strangers they once were-the only difference was this ( Read more... )

You lose your keys, your hairbrush, your lucky penny, you lose weight, and your hair, your class ring, you lose your best friends and your heart, your money, and your way. When you misplace something things seem to nag at you. It's like that little voice in the back of your head and this weight on your heart. You've got the added guilt trip from ( Read more... )

Everyone copes a little differently. Some cry real hard, others get angry at god, and some just ignore it all together. Ignoring the seriousness of death to attend to the petty shit in life is the biggest mistake you can make. Sure, we can overshadow our sorrow with humor, poke fun and say things we don't mean. But honestly grow up. Stop being so ( Read more... )

After purging all emotion only a week ago how is it that i still feel so fucking angry. I'm just so drained i can't think i've lost my creative energy- i just want to sleep. I guess everything stems from being lonely. I want a boyfriend, is that crazy that i would want to commit myself to someone when the last thing i believe in is an HONEST man. I ( Read more... )

Today german class was like warfare- talking about racism and judment. Realizing more and more just how critical people are of one another- myself included. Its not just a race issue, body image crisis, status in society, omg shes wearing abercrombie, problem. The problem is within ourself. In battling with insercurities we learn to judge others. ( Read more... )

I tried to think back to the basics of love, since nowadays i spend so much time disowning it and distrusting it like a redneck stepchild. What makes love so great while your in it, so shitty when its gone, and so alive when your in the process of falling? I know it sounds absurd but theres a reason you love the person you do- because that someone ( Read more... )

" Per l`amaro e il dolce" - For the bitter and the sweet... "

Where does one lose themselves. I'm sure you could be hidden behind your busy scheduels and overshadowed by new friends, Bundeled in winter clothes, and glazed over like the frost on a window pane, caught up in thought, and trapped in your secret life. When does one make the transition ( Read more... )