January 2010
21 posts
i’m beginning to miss the feeling of love. but i don’t want to lose lust, or even the feeling of falling for someone. i think i’m terrified of committing myself to something more because i’ll lose more.. more what i don’t know, but i’m scared to death of letting things go. i don’t want a boyfriend because someone has yet to compare to you. but i want...
as i began to think i thought of how i said every guy uses me… they don’t and i feel dumb for choosing those words. its my choice that i have made every time. i fall for a guy and can’t say no because i want it to be something more than whatever it is. and i have agreed to. and i do so knowing that i will never fall for any of them because they are not you. this is why it comes...
revelation:
stop thinking. stop choosing. stop making small things seem like theyre huge, magnificent aspects of my life. because somethings will never change. and perhaps you are one of those. perhaps i was right in my theory: when you love someone, i mean really love, the great love they talk about in movies… when you LOVE someone you will go, say, and do everything in your power to be...
you said you’d call.
i want to feel what it’s like to be in your dreams, instead of knowing how it feels for you to be in mine.
“Me and my buddies say, ‘Someone who gets it.’ Gets sarcasm, gets high-brow...”
– Jensen Ackles (on what he likes in a woman) (via chocolate-cigarettes)
i want you to know that i’ll be changing.
manchester orchestra - ‘girl with broken wings’
On the porch, she will sit, Light another cigarette, And take a sip of anything that makes it right. She’s outside, trying to hide from the fight just inside, Where her mom and her dad destroy each other And on the phone she will call Every boy, yeah, one and all. They will...
manchester orchestra - ‘the only one’
I bet you did what you did when you did it to do it again by the time you were done with it I bet you did what you did when you did just to tell every friend that you have that the Lord did it I finally knew that I simply couldn´t matter you finally knew that you simply couldn´t matter I guess that it´s true you never knew the passive...
Sometimes the thing you believe to be the most true, the thing that makes you completely vulnerable, the one thing in life that’s worth taking risks for.. Well maybe I should say the one person.. if that person made you want to do everything for them, anything at all, and you throw every inch of yourself towards them but you fail to see anything in return.. What would you do? I believe in...
i wonder…
some days it feels like i’m making all the wrong decisions. that the wrong way to be comes head on with full force, staring me right in the face and i have no option but taking it. for once i wish i could see the other side. to know that i dont always choose wrong. that for once in my life the road im taking is leading me to ‘greener pastures’.
here’s the problem. i say i ‘want things to go back to being normal’. but what the hell does that mean? when i mean normal, how would i know if i even get there? how would i know, would i be reassured? how would i know that i’m happy? or that if it was normal, that i would be happier then i am now? i don’t. so lets keep it here. where its ab-normal
“The world, indeed, is like a dream and the treasures of the world are an...”
– Buddha (via reluctantbuddha)
an angelic nature can define, render one restless. a love of infatuation at best, i can intertwine my fingertips through your hair, but the shear proof of your inexistence is so president, i have yet to intertwine fingertips, hearts, soul. contemplation of surrounding, surrenders are in an uproar. the light can beckon a reckoning of aristocracy and belittle the musk and decay of covered...
when the full moon hits can a spark of infinite ignite? if the sun can set each day how can you be sure you’ve forgotten. if one can will it will there be enough left over for the after burn? for all i know this could be our last wick burning out at the floor of passion. pieces apprehend one another into a flourish of misunderstood complexity. after watching the city burn, i’ll let...
