To any of you.

Things I want right now ( Read more... )

I'm full of restless energy. All wound up. I wanna punch his stupid face and kiss it better. I wanna touch his shoulders and his hair and his hands. I wanna dream with him. I wanna hurt him too.

But I know I'll end up with the nice boy. I want him too, but there's nothing like rejection to make me want someone more.

I want to be like you. I don't know where to start. I'm afraid. It's easier to not try, that way you don't fail. But everything worth having and doing and being involves a risk. If nothing else, the fact that you'd be ashamed of me should be reason enough to change.

Where it's not all about you.

Young bones groan, and the rocks below say "Throw your skinny body down, son."

I still don't know. And I'm not sure I have the patience to stick to it. I had fun, but I want more. Maybe that's unrealistic. But I don't want it to be. I'm angry that people keep implying that the idea of being with a guy I actually like is some kind of unattainable dream. I don't want to settle. I want more. I want to be impressed. I want to be ( Read more... )

It'd be so nice to have a break from my own head sometimes. To really be able to think clearly for once. Pick a side and stick to it. Know how I feel about anything.

STOP BEING SO DAMN EMO.

I'm gonna chance it, though I'm going in with the idea that it's not gonna go anywhere. Which is probably a bad start. But fuck it, I wanna be impressed.

I'm trying not to over-think. But I know that, come Tuesday, things will be out of my hands. There's only so much trying I can do, so many chances I can give.

I'm too tired.

I'm frustrated and lonely as fuck and jealous and scared. Your sad songs don't even mean anything to me because I've never lost what I've never had. My heart is about ready to burst, and I need an outlet. I am happy for you (for all of you), I am. But I'm sad for me. I want to react selflessly and be buoyed up by your love, but your ( Read more... )

You know those times when all you want is to lie in someone's arms and talk nonsense in hushed voices, or maybe listen to quiet music in the dark, and trace your fingers over their skin and tangle your limbs with theirs and just feel it all ( Read more... )