December 2010
1 post
i'm gonna start using tumblr again, a little bit,...
but i’m deleting this one and making a new one. idk why. just am. so look out for it and follow it!
March 2010
9 posts
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For once in my life I have someone who needs me Someone I’ve needed so long For once, unafraid, I can go where life leads me And somehow I know I’ll be strong For once I can touch what my heart used to dream of Long before I knew Someone warm like you Would make my dreams come true For once in my life I won’t let sorrow hurt me Not like it’s hurt me before For once, I have...
good god, what did i do with my life before i had...
this is terrible and scary and weird and…terrible :(
February 2010
12 posts
oh there really isn't enough hours in the day...
January 2010
2 posts
December 2009
3 posts
November 2009
5 posts
No. No, you can’t… stop. Please don’t go away. Please? No one’s ever stuck with me for so long before. And if you leave… if you leave… I just, I remember things better with you. I do…It’s there, I know it is, because when I look at you, I can feel it. And-and I look at you, and I… and I’m home. Please… I don’t want that to go...
October 2009
11 posts
just keep swimming~*
first day being seventeen.
and i don’t feel any different than two days ago, when i was sixteen. oh well. presents were good?
FIVE DAYS!
til my 17th birthday. starting the countdown. sad i’m getting older. happy i’m one year closer to freedom. EITHER WAY I’M SUPER STOKED.
I awoke only to find my lungs empty, And through the night, so it seems I’m not breathing. And now my dreams are nothing like they were meant to be, And I’m breaking down, I think I’m breaking down. And I’m afraid to sleep because of what haunts me, Such as living with the uncertainty That I’ll never find the words to say which would completely explain Just how...
September 2009
23 posts
Well take me, take me back to your bed I love you so much that it hurts my head Say I don’t mind you under my skin I’ll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in When we were made we were set apart Life is a test and I get bad marks Now some saint got the job of writing down my sins The storm is coming, the storm is coming in
Monday, July 5th, 2009.
the devils of fate (i find putting the title of this entry significant, because of how strange it is that i gave it that title that night, as if i knew how this would turn out?)
on the floor of my bedroom. my laptop to the right of me my keyboard to the left. i go back and forth between communicating with people and playing “the scientist”. i’m not alone though, my obnoxious...