Formspring facebook Aim: HK2220N11411E Some view words as simple little things, trivial beyond hard facts. Some view words as just a means of communication, but never really see it beyond what it is worth. Some..well..some managed to find the meaning of words..but not everyone understands them.. Words can express all that you need to tell a person a feeling, but sometimes words are not enough.. What does she say to that? stalker
I’m going to leave because you won’t ask me to stay.
Heart.
Dear heart,
You fall in love too wholeheartedly and carelessly.
Then you end up in tears wondering how you let this happen.
Don’t be so naive,
Stupid.
Bad milk.
We all have ulterior motives, over achieving, lying, man eating backstabbers.
The human race is disgusting.
Is there such thing as a good person?
Oh,& Me?
Im bad milk.
080110.baffled.
The hardest part is restraining your affection to your boyfriend because he just won’t respond to it.
I really don’t know what went wrong in our relationship or if it’s just a one sided love… I really wished he’d open up to me…
I wish he’d …
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That familiar smile crept up my face as I read those lines over and over again..so do the tears well up from time to time…
Then and Now, much appreciated :*)
#051010
Heaven’s pendulum swings light, bright for most days
yet, ” Always and forever”, never was the case.
Even hot Mexico suffer these rains.
So we bury those aches, much deeper in talk
We all fell for that certainty,deeply unaware that the burden be;
patiently waiting by tomorrows shadow, some sappy set-up, silently simmering sorrow.
I flinch at the pain his messages brings; Forced a smile despite a broken wing
Then laugh all the hurt away, teary eyed; while these moments work their way inside.Radiating warmth that of a few JD shots;Drunk with trust yet respect remains, forget it not.Thicken plots our pages blot, ink of collective thoughts conneted but not for naught; been gone till it’s got, your true worth and trust cannot be brought.
Clouds will inch in, thick and heavy weight;
At any rate, these days take the longest wait. It’s almost like, digging in the crates, and jeweks found must rotate the plates. 21 and 1/2 makes worth the patience laid.
“C’est la vie, ma cherie” every dialect reflects that. Thank goodness for friends and family who can support you back on track.
For this chance to make more memories, more than the musical mistake we keep wheeling back,My newly healed broken heart shows this is the right path. Tread tracks lightly now but fear not any flak; let go of the blues, sit back, baby; Just Relax!
For the things we can’t control… Let it go, Let it pass
Here come another year with possibilities much too vast
My resolution’s simple :: Surpass the last.
220310. (:
That familiar smile crept up my face as I read those lines over and over again.
I barely remember the last time I had a genuine smile.
Then and Now, much appreciated;
Thanks for good company. *
30.10
LIFE IS MESSY.THAT’S HOW WE’RE MADE.MAYBE WE’RE NOT SUPPOSE TO BE HAPPY.
THERE’S A STORY TO BE TOLD; TIRED&UNINSPIRED;
SO.HERE SHE IS;SITTING STILL AS INSOMINIA AND SILENCE KEPT HER COMPANY WHILST SHE POUR HER HEAVILY ACHING EYES & EMPTY THOUGHTS OUT.
EVEN A CIRCLE COMES TO A FULL STOP AT SOME POINT;
PEOPLE CHANGE, FEELINGS CHANGE;PEOPLE GROW, AND THEY GROW APART;
WHAT WAS SHARED MAY NOT BE REAL,WHAT WAS THEN, IS NO LONGER NOW;THERE’S A PAIR OF DEAD EYES STARING BACK AT HER WHEN SHE LOOKS INTO THE MIRROR;SHOULD HAVE KNOWN IT WAS WRONG TO LIVE SO LIFELESSLY.
//WHAT IF I DISSAPEAR.WILL YOU COME LOOKING FOR ME?//
BEHIND CLOSED DOORS, PEOPLE WISPHERED;//WHAT HAPPENED? WHY DIDN’T THEY LAST?//
WHAT HAPPENED.
LIFE HAPPENED.
061310.
I can hear them laughing. Judging my every move, mocking my words;
It could be my imagination going wild; Perhaps I’m just paranoid.
Maybe, I’ve gone mad.
Once you’re stuck in a situation where you’re no longer in control and you don’t know who you are anymore;
Tell me, How does one redeem oneself?
100510: Boyfriend.
We’ll speak in whispers where candy coats melt in the hush. Mend the soul behind this window covered in dust. It wanders so and only two can sow it back into its husk. Let me breathe in your scent to exhale a prayer that is us. Now, be my religion as another eve swallows the dusk. Through time tempered trust takings, any heart beats a little slower with scars. Yet to that tune we shall waltz even slower and stretch these hours. Oblivious as we tick, tick, tick away by the space between lines sketched by circumstance and dreams. Bag all burdens and rest easy as we singe away the seams. Let your mind go blank, lay it upon my shoulder like it belongs there, to fill with lullabies ‘til all is well. I can’t bring you heaven though we can build enough strength to journey hell. Where moving on means holding back, no more fast moves into chaos (so tired of games). Let this night be (as it is) and not another sunshine the day lost (to counterfeit flames). May it tame our demons calm like these bottled beasts in cool wells. To pour self from old cells and toast with new spells as we drink to our true selves. Here’s to you; Reminiscent of life luminescent on sea swells. If that isn’t magic, then what else? So comfortably lost in your details yet perplexed by how you bring back the music in seashells. Only passion quells any season’s farewell, As to my wishes, well, only time can tell..
220310. puppet show.
Painted smiles & recorded laughter; BROKEN DREAMS & BROKEN HEARTS; Please return to manufacture, DOLL contains BROKEN PARTS. R E L A P S E !! ; Curtains up, Side by side where we stand; We’ll dance in circle untill our chained feet draws red, as We sing to the tunes of helpess cries.
