I think that maybe we're all born hating eachother.
And maybe the goal in life is to learn to love eachother.
I'm still a toddler in this progression.

Everything is a cage.
Everything contains me.
Fuck everything.

"can you believe he actually thinks that I am really alive?"

I'm a master at taking and giving.
Is that why you're leaving?

It would be so much easier to say that everything works out in the end. But, in the end, you die. So, it never really works out, does it ( Read more... )

They say that life isn't fair.
YEAH?
WEll,
I say,
FUCK LIFE!

It's a suggestive action to... take the world in your hands and pretend that you have permission to do so ( Read more... )

Kisses, kisses, kisses.

And notes from February.

Let's just keep driving.
&& We're not coming back.

We both cried with a demeanor of sadness that is only possessed by those who're keen of heart ( Read more... )

"We'll just wait to get the dog until we move in together."
"HUH?"
says my mother.

& I don't mean to push away people in anger.
It's something I can work at.
That's how I feel, baby.

I believe in it.

I REALLY believe in him.

No doubts;
and I believe in the future.

You're goddamn right.

Lately I feel like such a failure ( Read more... )