I've been thinking about a lot of stuff recently. I'm not sure why or what triggers it, but I reach a point every now and then where I just analyze things. Everything, anything, you name it, I think about it. I read annoying cutesy and philosophical quotes and think about love and life and living. It's just a part of who I am ( Read more... )

Let me tell you a story of one of the worst things, ever. Chronic insomnia. To be exhausted, but not able to do anything about it, that helplessness, totally no fun. At all. This has been, continually, a problem I've had my whole life. I've never slept. And when I have, they certainly have never been normal hours. I'm a 6 am- noon kind of person ( ( Read more... )

Love isn't about words,
I'm full of words, I'm a writer, I'm made of words.
Love is more than that.
Love is devotion.
Unplanned, unsaid, unselfish, and unexplained.
Nothing should be of more importance than your happiness to me.
And it isn't.
I am unquestioningly devoted to you.