What is it? What gets into our heads when we see something horrible? A horrible accident on the highway. Something keeps us from just driving on. Something holds us. But we don't stop to help. We stop to look ( Read more... )

( Once upon a time Once when you were mine I remember skies Reflected in your eyes I wonder where you are I wonder if you Think about me Once upon a time In your wildest dreams Once the world was new Our bodies felt the morning dew That greets the brand new day We couldn't tear ourselves away I wonder if you care I wonder if you still remember Once upon a time In your wildest dreams And when the music plays And when the words are Touched with sorrow When the music plays I hear the sound I had to follow Once upon a time Once beneath the stars The universe was ours Love was all we knew And all I knew was you I wonder if you know I wonder if you think about it Once upon a time In your wildest dreams And when the music plays And when the words are Touched with sorrow When the music plays And when the music plays I hear the sound I had to follow Once upon a time Once upon a time Once when you were mine I remember skies Mirrored in your eyes I wonder where you are I wonder if you Think about me Once upon a time In your wildest dreams )

( a panic attack drawn out from a lack of sleeping, being very sick, and being just the tinyist bit clever )

 
( love is: a teetering open uncertainty over a pit with no discernable bottom, or edges, or end that may or may not contain the future, sharks, or soft kisses but most definitely requires tending, laughter, soft words that you choose to fall into without a crystal ball, a clue, a guarantee but with each other, and maybe that’s enough to be okay. )

Sometimes i like to pretend I'm not actually real ( Read more... )

really more of the name says it then i can...

its hard to find yourself hitting walls day after day and wondering the same few things over and over and breaking out and stepping in...

I'm falling to pieces and I'm lost in a haze and i just cant figure out which way to go...

I'm tired of this constant staccato, or the TAP TAP TAP
I'm lost in my thoughts ( Read more... )

i've done it... i've finally figured out why i affiliate with zombie movies and apocalyptic writing and movies and thought altogether...

and believe it or not its not just because i'm crazy or that i've got some serious mental issues, while those aren't actually to be counted out either, those aren't the REASONS i fear these things, there are real ( Read more... )

i know its contradictory to what i was takling about earlier... but it makes a lot of sense at this very second in time, or maybe it doesn't... so it seems like it does... when nothing really makes much sense its hard to say whats real and whats not..

i have to wonder sometimes why people who want the same things and desire the same goals can tease ( Read more... )

sometimes i really dont know what i'm feeling or what i'm doing even... i just let go and watch the hours go by and this constant moving through the motions is tearing me apart atom by atom... but i'm not sure whatever i'm suppose to be doing about it... whats so wrong is i've never been so sure of anything ( Read more... )

i kinda want to just lose myself in something.. anything... feeling something more real or good then just myself...

be it a trip, a change,something to do.. no i really don't have a plan or a way, i keep swirling around looking for something till... its gone again

i just want to reach out and feel like theres something i can grab onto... i'm so ( Read more... )