i love how everything i say or think or feel stops mattering whenever he's around. you never interrupt me until we're around him, and it's always to say something to him instead ( Read more... )

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i reached  out to you and you totally burned me. :3

and now i'm afraid to tell anyone else, when all i really want to do is just talk about it. i wanted to talk to you, you know how it feels. someone could relate, maybe even put me in perspective.

my stomach won't stop tightening. i want to throw up.

have you ever thought about ( Read more... )

i'm just a stranger
even to myself
a re-arranger
of the proverbial bookshelf

don't be a fool, girl.
tell him you love him.

i never thought i could love anyone.
now i know i can't love anyone but you.

and you,
and you,
you make me feel like maybe i won't die alone.
maybe i won't die alone.

if you were falling ( Read more... )

 i see signs in everything
and like a child with fingerpaints
i draw what i want to see
over what is really there

into daydreams and out of reveries
i weave in fantasies
and taste what might have been
in words almost said

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sweet like candy to my soul
sweet you rock and
sweet you roll

lost for you
i'm so lost for you

I like how  you get mad at me for calling you a hypocrit and then, while your mad, do the exact things that prove me right. :3 For no real reason.

<3 Yeah, my family is totally sane.

The Celtic faire was fun. :3 Didn't get to see the Wicked Tinkers, but Tempest was amazing.

Green fiddle ftw. <3 Right after we decided to get mine, too. Now I'll be like that guy from Tempest! ...*lame*

Teehee.

is that weird
you think everyone is weird
though you’re not really hypocritical
you just practice not being
what you want to be
and fail to understand
how others would dare
to be otherwise
that’s weird to me

---Nikki Giovanni