December 2009
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“So beautiful like an ocean of roses moonlit, an endless sight.
I couldn’t...”
– Lacey Mason.
Completion
I’ve closed my window, it’s locked. sealed and you’re never coming in. I’d love to see you try. well I’d let you know I’ve decided to both physically and mentally completely close you out. this is my breath of fresh air this is my story now. this is my happiness. because I never come back begging for more, I never pick through trash.. I’m better than...
giving up
Losing hope
The reality of the situation is, This is not Kansas. and I’m learning to accept the fact that I can’t always hope for the best.
always wanting something we can never have,
All I want is warm kisses…
I just want to make you happy again.
letter
before I write this down on tumblr I’m going to need to write it down on paper.
I am so confused as to where to begin to explain but one things certain as of right now,
I’ll post soon
“I am who I say I am and tomorrow someone else entirely.”
the bad dreams
the bad dreams, they have a way of never leaving you alone. nightmares.. the way I know things should be but I won’t ever allow it.. why can’t I just allow myself to always do the best thing for me. I should have listened to you when you said “stay away from broken people.” so now what do I do?
So hyped up right now. I love coffee but sometimes I think I over do it a little bit.
Listen
Fragile
“my neck hurts, I’m bending over backwards to touch the soft spot between your ribs floating in salty water close your eyes and mouth hold your breath until your lungs burst and flood until you drown pull the wool your eyes are too pretty.”
Scents
I’ve noticed that certain scents remind me of scents stages I have gone through in my life. for the most recognizable to me, perfumes and colognes like the scent of my grandmothers perfume, sweet and comforting, it reminds me of playing with her things in her room, and being tucked into bed and waking up with twice as many blankets. my father after a long days of work he smells of machines...
I've come to my senses.
finally I know who I am… I know my faults, I know who I am… and who I am today and who I was is not who I want to be anymore… I feel better…
if that makes any sense?
“Disappearances happen…”
Because I'm happy
today was a good day it was rough but the end of it all had to be my favorite..
I feel like right now it’s a battle of who I am.. and who I’m supposed to be…
Because things aren't really ever how they seem.
Things aren’t ever as they seem….
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I can't sleep
today was good! drove around in the blizzard and let myself go crazy, tomorrow (this morning) should be good aswell
I’m waking up extra early to get up get ready and visit fender at work :)
oh and coffee too!
maybe if I’m lucky tomorrow everything will just be snowed in and I can just snuggle up and drink hot chocolate all day long. :)
Lately
Things have been so good, no fighting no bickering just being happy.. I enjoy it. and I’d like to give that thank you to my group of friends.. it’s just laid back and always exciting something new. my parents aswell for always supporting me and caring.
but anyways, hopefully today goes well!
Because I'm better now.
Why does detachment take us so long? Why do we love those who do not love us. “why do beaten dogs beg at their owners feet?” My thought would have to be because regardless of the person leaves us it’s not good enough to me I would rather have the raw bare truth rather than a sugar coated version of the real thing. It’d hurt more to be told the truth but you’d be over...
