Mind made up, and determined to love the you that is truly you, and not the one you think you have to be to be loved ( Read more... )

I've learned that "I love you" doesn't mean I'll never leave you. It means I will take you with me wherever I go.

Now there's some things you need to know... I've been telling myself lies of the most dangerous sorts. I've been spinning tales, blurring lines, and stealing glances. I've been saving face, playing it cool, and losing sleep. But it's about time you knew what I've been up to. I've been sleeping on your side of the bed, hanging one your every word, ( Read more... )

Got this bottle of cheap red, killing myself and wishing you dead. Got this hole in my head and one in my heart to match. I've been filling them up with idle what if's and gallons of gin. Got this hole in my face I once used to smile... well now it's purpose has been redefined; to guzzle, gulp, or swallow anything with a warning label ( Read more... )

I've been "that girl", and "this girl". I've been the "in girl" and the "out girl". I've even been "their girl". But let's be honest here, I was never YOUR girl. Sure, it was the thing to say to make it all work out in your way. You never wanted me, and you never had me. You merely borrowed the pieces you liked, and then you left the rest, the best ( Read more... )

I never saw it coming, or so I'd like to think. I'd like to maintain that I'm the victim, and that these choices were made for me, not by me, and definitely not with my best interests at heart. that woe is me, how could I have ever seen what the road ahead had waiting in store for me. But here I am at the end of the line, perhaps 3 blocks past it, ( Read more... )

This place is perfect, neat, and well kept, but I'm not sure why I think it matters. There's no one here to see or care. No one to hear my tears hit naked breasts, no one to smell this rancid flesh after one of these nights when I once again, all together, but all the same, die a little more inside.

All I've left of you, I wear like a shackle wrapped 'round my ankle, making each step that I take just a little more laborsome than it ought have to be ( Read more... )

Tonight... I am not happy to be going to bed alone.
Tonight... I am feeling overwhelming sadness and weight stemming from an unidentifiable source. So, so heavy.
Tonight... I am still haunted.
Tonight... I am doubtful that you are real.
Tonight... I miss my father.
Tonight... I am harboring regret.

I should really stop reading the horoscopes or maybe just stop reading yours, and now, his ( Read more... )