I am a whirlwind through life. Yet I am nowhere, shackled by my stillness ( Read more... )

Me: "Is me playing some music over here gonna bother you listenin' to yours?"
Mom: "Oh no, I am about to get off this computer and go upstairs. I'm probably going to be getting a phone call in a little bit. ITS TGIF FRIDAY NIGHT...and you need to stay away from my room. [Non inside volume laughter]"

Word for word, I promise.

The hold that your death maintains around my neck every time I sit out on my porch smoking a stog brings me to the edge of my strength. I am weeping for you. A feat not many have claimed from the clutches of my fortitude. The moment I started typing the tears returned. Everything is an illusion now. the keys in which my fingers dictate my sadness ( Read more... )

You said you would have to ask me why. That kind of shocked me. I mean im all cool with knowing that we aren't going to be like that and im moved on from all of that but that does not mean that i might not have gotten rid of the ideas and wants and feelings. Im okay with not getting to be with you but then you rub it in my face with my best friend ( Read more... )

She said that I was an ice cube on a burn. ...But I love her. Sometimes when I sit in my apartment I get an out of nowhere feeling that a huge round hole is being carved out of my stomach by the butterflies in there. Usually you can calm yourself down with activities or people or even thinking certain thoughts as remedies, but now I find myself in ( Read more... )

No words to express it, but i will still try again soon. The sunrise freedom made me smile a new kind of smile.

I really dont want to do anything without her. or is the question concerning whether i can or not. It won't mean as much if she isn't there to experience it with me. Is that selfish?

im going to move to asheville in july. attend ab tech in august where i will just be taking gen ed classes until i can transfer to unca and and get a degree in arts hopefully taking photography classes and maybe some business classes. Then when that is done i want to start my own business where i can have a studio and a darkroom available and i ( Read more... )

If I write about, then I might realize that it is actually real and it did happen. Im too scared to handle that.

my dad is now a hopeless romantic; beaten down by the stock market. He wears his sadness like a tattoo that he has tried to remove ( Read more... )