December 2010
ponder.
Cause these days are torchure. They’re the days you look like living hell, the days you try to ignore, but cant. Cause hes in the back of your mind.
Here, take it. Take this. Im done with my heart. You can have it. You can tear it apart and laugh at my missery. Its okay. Take it. ‘cause living with it hurts too much.
Who has this world created? We take our pain and put it on someone...
Kiss, n touch.
Hes more than a memory. Almost a floating, walking, breathing, demon. You said you wouldnt let him go, but you did. You said you’d hurt forever, but you finally gave up repeatidly stinging yourself with the reminder of him not being yours anymore.
tell me to keep my eyes to myself. but i wont. i see exactly whats happening. i see through your little trick games and puzzles. but i NEVER saw...
Walking away is beautiful. Its beautiful in your...
Its my time.
Its my time to sparkle,
If you havent wondered, just because your my friend doesnt mean ill back you up on your every move. We’re growing up and its time you start learning to respect yourself.
My own quote. “Its not about the disaster he created. Its about you, yourself, found the little strength and made it strong enough to pull through his battle field.”
Its sad that...