i am always thirsty. where you touched me feigning any emotion ( Read more... )

i am done here.

unlike me, you can seperate the two.

systematically haphazard. the paths of strangers intertwine. God must laugh to himself when he builds our lives.

somebody whispers, i've wandered too far off the course.
and those cliffs are lined with gold.

i'm already spent on capricious hearts.
we forgot about ourselves and reconnected me to you.

is this what happens as we get older? you stop believing in love and you stop believing in people ( Read more... )

i am not graceful. presenting the illusion, not letting you know me. i'm through veiling my flaws ( Read more... )

sometimes it is a daunting task to find something good about myself ( Read more... )

i defocus too much ( Read more... )

it's so hard not to go back.
because it's comfortable. and safe.
but it wouldn't be fair, because i want more than that.

i'm afraid and tired and my heart is in a perpetual state of brokenness.
i don't want to care. i really, really don't want to care.

i actually kind of like the music your band makes. thats legitimately impressive, to me ( Read more... )

i am doing well.
my face actually hurts from all the smiles.

and... i'm going to be on haitus for a while.