i just so rightly loathed being a stepping stone to any one person or thing.

the world would be a more beautiful place if we were allowed to deface public property.

i do not like him.

in a moment where i am supposed to have moved on with my life, his contact unsettles me for things that have taken place and with all i have given away. i do not feel respected, nor cared for. i wish to be left alone so that i do not hope that one day he may treat me better; i do not know him and i do not wish to.

my interactions are either a farce, or they're built upon the notion that we take from one another and grow from the experience. i don't understand people who don't wish to improve, and i don't understand people who think they've nothing left to learn ( Read more... )

i am an affectionate creature, that thrives on the equal affection of others. however, i am ultimately a callous one, too, that refuses to accept your affections.

this means that i am a girl, for i am fickle.

also, i cannot sleep.

people always come and go.

i wish to have been gone.

honestly, i think that it may be time to learn how to let go. i'm having trouble seeing the point in staying anymore, when i can't have what i give, and when i'm selfish enough to want it.

i only know how to dig the hole deeper

dresses to work, red leggings under black skirts, an actual shoe collection, long hair, biking in the snow

a lot has changed

i don't know why i do this to myself ( Read more... )

not being honest pushes people away just as much as being honest, so i don't know why i can't just say what it is i need to and be who it is i want to.