I've never been made to feel so bad. So useless. So problematic. So fucked up.

So, thanks love, thanks for a miserable love.

But this love, this love right here, has taken it's toll.

so when can we actually call it quits? the sooner... the better.

You have stolen my heart.....

( Read more... )

A: When I think of all that we have been through together I honestly don't know how were still here.... I know I love you and I know you love me too but this love has gotten to a sick new level. From the moment your hands hit the flesh of my neck I knew things had taken a turn for the worst and ever since then I feel like we've been scrambling to ( Read more... )

I find myself trying to understand why i cant seem to make up my mind about much of anything nowadays.... and its starting to catch up with me and its starting to send me backwards in this game of life instead of forward like i need right now.
Maybe I should do another A, B, C entry so I can get my thoughts about all these situations and these ( Read more... )

So this outlet online used to help me thru some of my most intense struggles with love, identity, and family. Juvenile as thet may have been... this kept my secrets locked up and my feelings tangible. Imma try it again.

Cant sleep My head aches and my heart skips a beat. I know better. This is becoming too familiar to that old hurt ( Read more... )

and i'm back in portland, back where my heart heals and my faith flutters. i want to help him so bad. i never thought i'd be back in this situation ever again, but i am. i always hold a place for him in my heart, he was my everything for so long.  i waited for the day that he would wake up cold and lonely and now i'm here with him and i see his ( Read more... )

well i guess i have found something else making it not worth waiting for. i'm in such a deep love it's almost disgusting yet beautiful all at the same time. and i think that this is the last love i've found. 

as i watch you strum the guitar with your fingers in the garage i realise just how real you are. how beautiful you are. how wonderful you are. and the hardest part is i know right now i'm not the pick that fits in your hand for your guitar. i know that you love her, how could you not. 3 years never can just mean nothing. but i know at some point ( Read more... )

work err day
go to school errr day
this is what my life consists of.

and now i have MONEYYYYY