There are days that can go by, Things you forget, And even though the guilt is overwhelming, Believe that it is for the best. They can never die, The memory of their existence will never fade, But honey, Give yourself some leeway. You've got a life to live, A life to enjoy, A life to … Continue reading Goodbye.
to the boy i love too much, too little, thank you for listening and thinking and talking on days I wish the world would just stop. for wondering if my heavy heart was feeling lighter, for knowing my heavy heart will one day become lighter. you talk to me like we've known each other in … Continue reading To the boy.
to act on our choices, would be simpler if we recognized, just that.
Hypocrite; every single one of us. Things we say, We do, We don't We are. Context; Important. Yet sometimes context is just - that person is a stranger and this is my friend and I know my friend, my friend would never, but that stranger is someone else's friend and if their friends say no … Continue reading me too.
I struggle in ways that I can't put into words. I wish I could, it would make it less frustrating when you reach out to help and I want it but don't want it at the same time. When I both want your presence but don't When I want your comfort but if you were … Continue reading to the ones that love me.
Something deep inside me, Kept hidden all this time. Uncouth, Unclean, And indifferent to the rest of my mind.
you were a prince looking for a princess, i was a mess looking for a fix. utopian values meet self-destructive, only in an abyss.
the scars the silence the hands around my throat the secrets the screams the walls that watched me revolt the smoke the sorrow the darkness that began to reproach the alien that ended with the girl that broke.
i run down the staircase i run to the bathroom i zoom past you all in lame hopes to deceive you im happy im smiling im having the time of my life your words don't disturb me shake me, i have an ego unmatched to your kind of people. FAKE TRUTHS FAKE LOVE FAKE … Continue reading middle.
The ones who say I look at the world the wrong way The people who think I'm a snob The whispers that say "Did you know...?" The people who say it's a choice The mindless gossip starting with " depressed " and ending with " excuse" The murmurs of "attention whore" The exclamations of "Slut" … Continue reading To: