And well, for the most part ( Read more... )

I just want to feel beautiful.

I am tired of these mood swings and the constant game of guessing the stability of my emotional state of mind.
I have somehow caught this doubt, a plauge hindering my love for you.

What have we done to deserve this, my misery tearing us down. The possibility that I might not get over this. That you're not over her.

The nights we spend away from ( Read more... )

All those old wounds that I had thought had scarred up and healed. All those thoughts and memories I had boxed up and forgotten.
I don't need this.
Nothing.
No one.

I am tired of lying to myself. Of trying to find a justification to this stupid fucking misery that I cannot entirely get over.
Get up, lady. Get up and move on.

Maybe he's right. Maybe I am happy...

I don't know what to say because so much is missing. So much is different now.

Remember the tripod?
If one is missing the other two can't stand alone.
We all fall together...

I think back on my childhood and realize I had as much fun as a kid could have. Despite the struggle and the abuse. Both the abuse I endured from others and the abuse that endured ( Read more... )

I can wait.

Dear life,
Please quit throwing me in these circles. I am dizzy beyond all control. I don't know when the ends end or when the beginnings begin. I know it has to mean something, I understand that all this has happened before and that it will always happen again, but that doesn't make me any less confused.

...its a silly time to learn to swim when you start to drown...

The truth is that I can overcome and take control. I will create my own maddness without any kind of dependancy.
I don't need you

I just need a second...

The only thing here is mountains and meth heads. Users and abusers ( Read more... )