Sometimes letting out emotion is good.
Leaving the wound open.
Feeling the pain.
Knowing you're alive.
It's beautiful.

Happy Birthday Morgan.
Drink one for me:)

For every beginning there is an end.
For every end there is a beginning.
But where does the in-between fit in?
I keep asking myself this question.
Constantly...

Well, hasn't life been interesting lately ( Read more... )

Seems like some shit bothers the fuck outta me. I try so hard to hide it, but everyone knows. I guess I suck royally at trying to do that. I might as well accept it from now on. Numb, like Sarah said. Numb is the only way I can do anything about it. Seems like a plan to me.

God damnit.

This façade that seems to dissolve into a blur of color and texture. Sometimes that’s what it feels like. As the world turns, nothing here seems to be turning on any axis. Everything just sort of merges together in a form inexperienced to myself. I sometimes feel as if the toxins of this world are polluting my lungs; leaving this bitter blackened ( Read more... )

Reason? What is the reason for it? Behind everything that you do in this life, there is a reason behind it, and a meaning for everything. I’ve come to realize this in more ways than one. Cause and effect. It’s an ongoing cycle that never ceases to amaze me ( Read more... )

She looks down both halls. Left, then right. No one seems to be anywhere in sight. she slowly walks up the stairs, and around the winding corridor. The corner of her eye catches someone following her. Is this paranoia? She hears her adherent tracing her exact steps ( Read more... )

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Bored as fuck

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