Sand rains down and here I sit, holding rare flowers in a tomb ( Read more... )

"Some thought the tortures tearing the Lisbon girls pointed to a simple refusal to accept the world as it was handed down to them, so full of flaws." - The Virgin Suicides ( Read more... )

My nightmares are laced with these apparitions.. & I am haunted still. Even now, none of it will leave me alone, and I awoke crying. Although suddenly I feel tired and numb to feeling anything, but irritation and frustration. I am passing out left and right.. sleeping and dreaming. Nightmares of a world I am no longer a part of, just so it can ( Read more... )

It slips in and out and through my fingertips. I was thinking about the wind and where it should take me if I were to go. Burn up the past, watch it melt down to ashes, put on your new shoes, and never look back. & Oh what a lovely reinvention it would be ( Read more... )

My hand won't hold you down no more ( Read more... )

It's been a while since I have felt so lifeless and devoid of energy. I attribute what I thought was inexplicable fatigue to this time of month.. I was literally waiting for two weeks.. headaches, bodyaches, high emotions, fluctuating moods, and raging hormones.. for two weeks! My breasts had swelled to the point where they were sore to the touch ( Read more... )

I think that as long as you go through life and take something out of every mistake you make and everything that goes wrong or brings you pain, you will grow as a person. if you keep blaming life itself or thinking it's all out to get you.. then you have less of a chance. you have to let experiences give you wisdom.. I think some people could have ( Read more... )

Heaven holds a sense of wonder, And I wanted to believe ( Read more... )

I can not seem to do anything else but sit here and type away in this journal at the moment. I am allowing my thoughts to flow honestly and take me wherever they decide to. I shouldn't censor myself here, regardless of what anyone thinks, and regardless of who may read. -makes mental note to stop justifying her actions- I am searching for a million ( Read more... )

Perhaps it's clichè, typical even, but I am still that girl who is sifting through layers of thoughts and emotions trying to find herself, thinking: God dammit, where are you?!?! to herself. I have lost too much, gained some back again, and have had to deal with rearranging my whole state of mind to match the sudden instability; fumbling around ( Read more... )