"Something has changed within me, something is not the same. I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game. Too late for second guessing, too late to go back to sleep, it's time to trust my instincts, close my eyes, and leap...it's time to try defying gravity and you can't pull me down ( Read more... )

you touch the small of my back with your hand and my body shakes. you walk by and i go weak in the knees. I cant let myself do this. I need to be near you but i cant fall for you. the touch of your hand is constantly on my mind. someone help me out of this mess.

I hate being left behind. I hate being the one whos never enough but almost there. I hate being the stupid one only good to mock. I hate being the one who will always be too good of friends with the one desire she might yearn for. I hate that my dreams are always intangable. I hate how fucking hopeful I am. I lay in my bed every night, praying ( Read more... )

In this live journal i dont express all of who i am....i express who no one knows i am...so im sorry if i may seem dark or depressed....nevermind fuck you im not sorry. This is who i dont tell people i am. I have just as many negative feelings as any. so if i seem angry or sad or dark or depressed, deal with it, because im inviting you into my ( Read more... )

When life gives you lemons, squirt the people you hate in the eye.

So get your lemons, be strong, and say 'hey bitch, you want beef? you get lemons!!!!!' you have to take the lemons life gives you and have a lemonade sale!!!!!!

You turn me on
I see you and all my body charges....electrifying
i want to pull you in close to me
I want to feel your body up against mine
You make the lust inside me scream to come out.....
My hand awaits the touch of yours

jumping on waves ( Read more... )

with every traumatic or life threatening experience we have, the inner form trapped inside the beings shape we take on seems to alter, and a wrinkle appears on our skin. With every wrinkle on our face, our fingers, our forhead.....it symbolizes the pure shock we felt at that very moment. Its our souvenier....almost like a 'you survived ________' ( Read more... )