-
i suck at these web things, but whatever
THIS IS A GOOD PLACE TO LEAVE YOUR THOUGHTS BECAUSE REALLY NO ONE READS IT BUT IT IS THERE TO BE READ. sweet. well i dont know what's wrong with me. maybe there is nothig wrong with me but i am not used to that. i dont know. i just cant stop questioning everything or not questioning anything. agh, you see? yeah this is what happens when you have ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
well, i am finally warm today. i mean my arms are kind of burning hot now but that will go in a few minutes. warm. warm. warm. warm.
now, if only crying felt like this. -
nowhere
i wont always think of you. -
how many posts per minute can you have?
i know my mind runs miles in minutes and i am feeling a little dry. i never wrote anything to impress anyone, it was just my journal. i dont know if it is the compliments that are making me crazy or the pressure to be even better. how can a person be better than natural? natural is best.
yeah. natural. -
It is heart breaking to find a soul that is yours and be denied of it.
The sky is dressed in gray fluff. The pond is dressed in hard cold. The wind is singing in harmony with my heart beat. Rhythms, all through the air. I am channeling my thoughts onto a paper leaf. My hand is shaking, clutching to the plastic-held ink. A tear followed a thought of the recent unfortunate event. You didn’t speak. There was nothing you ( Read more... ) -
i dont know
It is incredible closing your eyes to sunshine only to wake up to darkness ( Read more... ) -
bloody fingertips
i myself said that worn out hand belong to a worn out girl. i never meant weak hearts belong to weak people, or anything. I just meant that i was tired. goddamn, so tired. and always nervous. what the hell am i so nervous about? please tell me, I always am ( Read more... ) -
bones - bones - bones
disguised a touch of life. disguised myself of truth. disgused myself a butterfly: her flight, held tightly in my hand. energy fueled by thought, my mind runs and runs and runs through my bones, bones, bones. i clentch my teeth at night for you, your skin i wish to tear. i want naked people, a naked world. naked, you cannot disguse yourself. never ( Read more... ) -
at the merge of years, i'm obsessed with my rib cage.
With these fingertips, I feeel my dream ( Read more... )