Oh, how I've neglected you. But don't worry. I will never forget you.

I am glad, I am glad, I am glad.

You look at certain parts of your life and cringe inside thinking about how shitty that time span was: 6th grade, these certain few weeks, being 14, the months or years following a huge fight with your parents. Just thinking about them, I feel nauseous. It doesn’t matter that they’re over. It doesn’t matter that ( Read more... )

I'VE suffered for YOUR satisfaction.

I understand it.
I've been there.
Don't think I don't think about that everyday;
and obviously it's not who I am supposed to be with,
or i would still be there.
BUT
She literally has no idea what she's doing.
So there's no guarantee that it's destiny.
It could be her own foolishness that is keeping us apart when we're supposed to be,
but I'm not saying we' ( Read more... )

How can you rope God into something that hurts so much?

Some days you feel like you've come so far, and other days you feel as if you haven't gone anywhere at all.

I can feel a separation forming. My self-defense kicks in. I am much more aware of my own needs, rather than an all-consuming, self-sacrificing, and insatiable need. My emotions are in tune ( Read more... )

Is everything alright? You feeling moany? You feeling lonely? You're not the only. Is everything alright? You feeling stormy? You feeling phoney? You're not the only ( Read more... )

It hurts too much to think about.

No matter what.

So I just can't think about it.

You've taught me a lot. You've taught me a lot about myself. You taught me how to need you. Then you taught me how to need myself. You taught me that no one can contain me. No one can change me and force me into the person they want me to be. I will never be able to be anyone but the unique person that I am, following no standards, no styles, no ( Read more... )