I was thinking today about a couple of situations, one of which is not mine, but the classical composer Tchaikovsky, namely, his deep love with a woman he never met. Some of the greatest music in history (such as the Blue Danube, Sleeping Beauty, etc) was composed for her. I was thinking about how hard that must have been. So I wrote this during ( Read more... )

I don't know how much longer I can go on like this.

I'm gonna stop.  I guess.  Maybe.  Some things are not a game, therefore should not be treated as such.

"So much wasted thinking about a future that'll never see the light of day..."

I hate when my own words come back to haunt me.

Burning from the inside out, fire courses through my veins... I straighten, then my head sinks to my chest, my ( Read more... )

There are some things in life where you have to decide whether to live and strive to achieve them, or just accept that you will not reach that goal. For example, I have accepted I will never be a pro Quarterback in the NFL. No big disappointment either. On the other hand, I set about the task of cleaning all the vents in the front of Red Lobster ( Read more... )

I'm not settling anymore. I can't. I've tasted, however slightly, how good things can be. And I'll be damned before I settle for anyone less than her. Who knows what's out there, maybe something as good, something better, or maybe something just different? But I know for sure I won't have anything less. Because I'll never forget how good that ( Read more... )

Sometimes the words of others best describe the way we feel, so here's an excerpt from Dashboard Confessional's "Sharp Hint of New Tears ( Read more... )

I trust people way too much. I should know by now who to trust, who to believe. I can't believe I thought she was serious. Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me...
Odd sense of deja vu... from a couple years ago... hopefully this time I won't end up accused of attempting rape.

MAN I'm an idiot ( Read more... )

Why do I feel like I just made a mistake ( Read more... )

So beautifully innocent to the eyes, perhaps because she herself is unaware of the havoc she has wrought.  Always having the best intentions, she remains blissfully ignorant of those near her.  The idea occurs to me that perhaps this is why it cuts my heart so deeply; she has no spite in her.  In what seems to be the epitome of irony, she goes so ( Read more... )