Who is that ( Read more... )

I havent heard from you all day,
I called,
Even stopped by,
But nothing.

Now I'm going to sleep in your Osiris shirt and pajama pants.

Tonight, I went to a poetry reading.
Wish I could've found you so you could go.
I worry about you.

I love you Emily.

All I want is for her not to go out with guys that I DONT know. Same way she wouldn't let me go and do anything with a girl she didnt know. Which is fully understandable, but I can't have the same luxury ( Read more... )

I'm really sad ( Read more... )

I used to write for a site that was based on the roles of comic book heroes. You'd pick a character, or create your own, and write from that character's point of view. It wasn't too bad, it was actually pretty fun. It was a place where I could get away to, there was no mother ripping my head off, there was no whiney ass siblings, there was nothing ( Read more... )

-An orange moon fill the clouds with a blue hue, tinted with torment. The heart of a wolf howls for a life better; not for I, but for us. And something tangible fills the chilly air. Some would say that the snow coming in is clouding my judgment. But I am convinced hat the sparkles of ice dancing in my view are much more than they naturally seem. ( Read more... )

Go fuck yourself, I'm done ( Read more... )

I don't know what I'm supposed to say anymore. I used to have a comeback for everything, and people came to me with their problems. Now I have to suck everything up, because when I'm down or need someone to talk to everyone tells me about how other people would react in my situation ( Read more... )