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As I stand outside on my balcony in the dead of night, shirtless in a warm February night in Los Angeles, the steady rhythm of rain on the palm trees around me make me feel like I am in an exotic South American village rather than outside of my modest city apartment. Having lived through the frigid winters of upstate New York, I smile and ( Read more... ) -
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I don't really post in this thing anymore because I'm pretty over it and only ever used it to vent, and I'm at a stage where I feel I am mature enough to deal with any conflicts I may have face to face with whomever it concerns, but seeing as there's nobody to really address this to that I haven't already, and I still can't get it off my mind, I'm ( Read more... ) -
But this one, is for you.
I don't know why it took me so long to figure out, so long to see what everyone else seemed to see so clearly. It could be that I never took notice because you always seemed to have someone, or it could just be because I was a different person before I got close to you. Whatever it was, I'm glad that I finally realized what I had been overlooking ( Read more... ) -
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I want to love you. I want you to let me, too. -
This took 6 minutes.
If you've proven your point than you've proven yourself bigger than the religion you support. Like the Nazarene you made yourself out to be, and jaws dropped to feet breaking every rib on the way down like a child through the limbs of a tree. Like breaking the hearts of all involved. The invitation must've been lost in the steady stream of ( Read more... ) -
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I want to say something because I feel like I have a million things to say, but I can't think of a single word. It's very strange to feel this way, because I want her to be happy and I want it to work out for her because it's not like I was offering anything anyway, but it sucks to pretend I won't miss it at all. -
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You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, and every day that goes by without you in it I am miserable.
I am scared, and I love you. -
Cuando no sabe donde ya estes
And it's beginning to get to me
That I know more of the stars and sea
Than I do of what's in your head.
