I aim to go back to what I was in some ways while still retaining aspects of who I’ve evolved into. I was once like a spark of fire quick to blow away with the first strike of wind. Now that my stance is steady, I’d like to once more begin.

The past few years, I’d be lying if I said romance didn’t define my life, becoming the wind that often would ( Read more... )

Our Last Act by Anthony Anxagorou

It’s at that moment

I remember what its like to love you again

when you have been gone for seasons, forbidden, starving both my eyes and blood.

Our last act sees me fall into the wind of your open breath,

climbing manically the scale of your rising breasts

as they sit governing like proud moons

posing firm as if queen- ( Read more... )

he has this amazing way of making me feel little, uncared of, like a huge burden, and he can't communicate openly and honestly for shit. "i'm busy" etc...that's what you said back then rather than really telling me whhat was going on, and if only you had, i'd never have met your sorry fucking ass. i regret ever trusting you. i hate you, fuck ( Read more... )

 does love ever last? do all men just want sex? will he always leave for the prettier girl ( Read more... )

"I really do feel as though I was psychologically mutilated that night and that now I'm trying to put the pieces back together again. Through love, not hatred. And through my music. My strength has been to open again, to life, and my victory is the fact that, despite it all, I kept alive my vulnerability." - tori amos ( Read more... )

http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/the-circumstantial-breakup/

The Circumstantial Breakup

Say wonderful. Means something which inspires delight, pleasure, and admiration. Say wonderful because it fits, like compatible and forever night conversation - every cliché ( Read more... )

If I had to do it all over again, I'd have majored in Poli Sci and Economics, with a minor in Psychology and English Literature. Sounds impossible, so maybe just the first two. I didn't take up Econ ultimately because I was afraid of math ( Read more... )

And so I'm back posting publicly once more. By questioning my beliefs yet again, I ironically find myself slowly pulled back more or less towards the philosophy I lived by when I was younger..

Professor Bazian said to a student "I feel sorry for you because you're letting somebody else run your own life." when he told him the real reason he was ( Read more... )

0You know that feeling at the end of the day, when the anxiety of that-which-I-must-do falls away and, for maybe the first time that day, you see, with some clarity, the people you love and the ways you have, during that day, slightly ignored them, turned away from them to get back to what you were doing, blurted out some mildly hurtful thing, ( Read more... )

i want to take up the drums again ( Read more... )