i want to let go of all of my inhibition and love without being afraid, but the fear of my love being greater than what I am getting in return is so abundant, and so fierce that I feel it is holding me back. i want to dance open mouth, head tilted, arms out, eyes softly shut. i want to twirl with the leaves, and the sand in the wind, and dance in ( Read more... )

I can't wait to wake up early tomorrow morning, and sneak to the front door without waking anyone in the house. Then tip toe back into my room, creep into my bed, and cuddle until mid afternoon, drinking hot cocoa, and watching charlie brown, and sienfeld. Once we've rested enough we'll layer on the warmest clothes we can find, and roll in the ( Read more... )

I'm feeling much too solid. My spine, once made of everbending wire, now resembles more a block of steel. My skin is transparent as ever, but it tells nothing. The sun rarely kisses my face as it used to (I miss it's touch), but fierce wind is the companion to my thick bones. And what does one do when any wisdom they once possessed has been locked ( Read more... )

i can't help but sigh, one of those amazing peaceful, tantalizing, sighs that are caused by days so lovely you feel like you'll burst if you don't let all of that joy out. it's been a long time since ive felt this wonderful, and i know precisely why, i just have to figure out how to fix it..that's always the hardest part i suppose. i don't want to ( Read more... )

I am a strong, stubborn, independant, intelligent young woman, so why is it when is comes to love, and sex, I am a complete pushover. I’m begining to feel like one of those “yes dear” housewives from the 1950’s, and submissive just ain’t the way I roll. I am a woman chock full of fucking raw emotion. Why is it that I feel the need to hide it 90% of ( Read more... )

i feel fake, and hallow, and i want someone to punch me in the face just so i know i can still feel. apathy is a bitch. i want to climb a fucking mountain, and scream until i have no voice. i miss feeling alive, and i miss adventure, although i'm not sure it ever really exsisted. i hate to bitch about something like being bored, but for the life of ( Read more... )

Glowing red leaves, rustle in autumn air so crisp it gives your lungs a workout.
Sneakers slip through damp grass behind the pool;
a strike of lightning;
a puff of mother nature;
two blury minds, two warm bodies.
Once I thought of starting over, but you can never really leave it all behind.

It's insane how your brain can make you believe truths that never really exsisted, even when deep down you're aware of how false everything is. If you want something badly enough, you can sure as hell make yourself believe it's there. It hurts, but it's a part of life I guess, and I feel okay for the most part. I'm just scared of being lonely.. ( Read more... )

I DON'T WANT TO BE THE GIRL YOU'RE WITH JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE SCARED OF BEING LONELY.

favourite word in the whole english language:

en·am·or   
tr.v. en·am·ored, en·am·or·ing, en·am·ors:
To inspire with love; captivate

i've come to believe that all being in love really means is learning to love, not just accept peoples flaws. when you're in love, you love everything from the birthmark on their cheek to the gap in their teeth, ( Read more... )