i hope somebody's happy to know that i'm miserable.

that i'm lonely. that i'm heavy. that i'm insecure again.
that i'm hopeless. that i'm tired. that i'm hurting.

i hope it goes away.

people have been asking about him for the past two months... and for some reason, for the first time ever, i've been hesitant to talk about him. i guess i just thought that maybe, if i kept him completely and entirely to myself, things would work out. and that's just the problem... they did. things worked out entirely too well, and now i know the ( Read more... )

the part that upsets me most is that i'm upset at all.

i'll be alright, i'm just missing you
and this is me kissing you... x's and o's

"Although the name Melanie creates the urge to understand others, we emphasize that it causes a restless intensity that defies relaxation. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the fluid systems, and solar plexus. Your name of Melanie creates a desire ( Read more... )

i lay on my back, covers kicked off and puddled around my ankles, pillows tossed on the floor amid an array of damp towels and too many pairs of flip flops. i have been a size 9.5 for 2 years. the solidity of the fact makes me smile ( Read more... )

it's hard to stare at beauty without sharing it... knowing that in doing so, i'm making secrets to keep and i hate keeping secrets.

...i love you...

i don't know what to say, except i'm sorry.

i never do. it isn't you. it's me, my fault. i'm the problem. i always am. everything is stationary with me... nothing ever changes except the scenery, nothing ever moves, merely evolves. only never or only always. the things i know, i know because the knowledge runs though my arteries like ribbons, ( Read more... )

jim's friend, ross ( Read more... )

if i ever met my 13-year old self on the street one day, i would pop one off and kill me. (her?)

history hurts.