And him ( Read more... )

he calls me just to say hi.
and that's the difference.
always always always
right guy, wrong time,
wrong place, right right right feeling.
and i wish just for once
that this could work.
because every single second
i am falling harder and faster
and soon i will have nothing
left.
right?

damn.

and i'm just so tired...too tired to do much of anything that would benefit my life, let alone write. trying to stay awake, i remember when i was their age in high school. i would still be so tired, too tired, but for different reasons. i only got through the weeks living for the weekends with friends and boyfriends all going alright ( Read more... )

and no matter how much i would like to lie to myself, make myself believe something that's not true ( Read more... )

through my blood soaked teeth ( Read more... )

and oh man ( Read more... )

i can get through this.
i can get through this.
i can get through this all.
breathebreathebreathebreathe.

right?
right?
i can get through this.
i hope so.

i really really really really hope so.

tis been a long time and this is gonna seem like a really weird post, but shit, i don't care, i really want/need to put all my thoughts together because i really want/need to write that book ( Read more... )

and now even my birthday is not about me

oh well, what's another sacrifice rite??
they seem to just make up my life.

i have realized that people really do not take me seriously ( Read more... )