I know a man ( Read more... )

I'm far too angst-ridden to write anything of worth right now, and have been for a long time, which explains the scarcity of new posts. I thought this summer was going to be the best I've ever had, but it's going to be the same as all past summers, long and boring. I'm aware I'm wallowing in my misery, but I don't think I'm capable of anything else ( Read more... )

this small papercut
frail red line so delicate
hurts like a mother

Quick and to the point
I smirk and smile,which is fake
You can't make it real

black winter morning
smack my head at five o'clock
I'm sleepless again

I have but few words
Inevitable escape
For those that are left

A wind from the north
and a warm wind from the south
never blow together

I have tried trying
I found it more difficult
Than doing nothing

Don't wear your heart there
the blood is unattractive
and stains are a bitch.

Things have changed between us, though I am not sure what and I’m not sure why. We don't talk anymore; We just send random text messages like "hi" when there's nothing else to say . For a while, even though I could sense things were changing, I tried to pretend like they weren't. I still acted like my goofy self and played around. But more often ( Read more... )