Heart, awaken me... |
I said was back from being away, but I wasn't. I was hiding and scared but I think the place I need to be IS THAT place, or I guess being content within my fear and the concealing place where my emoti...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Jun 2009 14:45:00 GMT |
Liar, cheat. You. |
I'm feeling urgent and unexpected. I woke up to read a book, THE book. The only sacred thing in my life, the only thing that gives me my entire life and answers to my being in true words. Wash me with...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Jun 2009 12:21:00 GMT |
I was chewed up. and spit out. and booed off stage. |
Charming, under a deep, intense, dreadful trench that won't let me breathe. I kill because it's what I'm good at, killing myself. Bruising my neck and forearms, killing to make it better. Killing to m...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Apr 2009 01:04:00 GMT |
It's been a weird day. |
-yesterday was the most disappointed i've ever been about who i am. there are things i need to change. i lack at: remembering, making plans, being selfless, and acting like a friend/girlfriend.-i miss...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Apr 2009 13:53:00 GMT |
Sometimes people never know... |
"For a long time that's how it was for me; perhaps it still is. The only way I could go on living was to believe that I was not living. I can't explain it; I can only tell you how it felt."I think I c...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Apr 2009 20:57:00 GMT |
I know you got the gold chariot. |
Unexplainable events occurring. Completely unintentional accidents happen, but it happened to be beautiful. HE happened to be amazing. I can't say anything to make you feel better, or myself...I just ...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Feb 2009 00:52:00 GMT |
I will damage my art. |
If real was before a crowd, I would believe it. Along with him, and her, and him, and I, and you. I tend to forget that I don't even know what that's like, to witness that. I don't know what those kin...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Feb 2009 17:17:00 GMT |
forward. |
An image problem is the worst problem, especially on the mirror's part. Apologies to the mirrors that have to deal with this mess. It's really not your fault, you're just doing your job. I'm sure yo...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Feb 2009 00:47:00 GMT |
frilly. |
Time works in mysterious ways. He makes it like this for us because it was supposed to be exactly like this. Perfect timing is perfect...perfect.Those two next to each other...burning. If there was a ...
Posted by on Sat, 31 Jan 2009 02:53:00 GMT |
And that's all it ever is... |
Compliments chase that girl right out of the door. She wildly lets herself contemplate between the blue shoes or the white ones...or the blue and white ones. Her hair is tangled in small knots that co...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Jan 2009 21:38:00 GMT |
