it's okay, i am too good for him anyways.

why is it that the boy is always the one to ask the girl to get married? why is it never shown to be the other way around? hmm...

i think it's strange the small pieces of one another that we take along with each other, even after relationships are done, or when relationships become stagnant. how someone can be recalled into your mind at a seemingly random moment, because of a song you hear, or something you see or smell or feel. and you remember. and you wonder how it is that ( Read more... )

so, i'm in self-destruct mode again, it seems. i know that i'm doing things that are detrimental to myself before or as i am doing them, but don't care enough to stop. i know i should care about myself more ( Read more... )

isn't it ironic?

i hope everything turns out okay...it's weird to think that even if it doesn't, i won't be too distraught.

i wish i was in love again. or still.

sometimes i wish i could just forget..then the things he said and did wouldn't remind me.

i'm done. i've given up. you win.

sometimes i feel so infinite and so free, and it instantly brings tears to my eyes and gives me a painfully empty feeling in my chest. i don't know where i'm going. none of us do. i hardly know where i've been, and i certainly don't know where i am. it's scary, and humbling, and exciting, all at once ( Read more... )

i'm humming happy songs again. so that's nice.