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Sometimes, there are days when I really don't want to get out of bed. But I do. And I 'attack' the day, so to speak. Sometimes I win, sometimes I don't. But that's okay.
The orange glow of the street lights bathes everything with an ochre hue, casting an ethereal spell over the roads late at night.
I've finally told her :).
That feeling when there's no one left to love That feeling when you given a painful shove That feeling when the world won't be enough When your feeling all of the above......
Have you ever had this feeling when you know what you wanna do. You know how you wanna do it, yet there is always standing something in your way. Perfectly guarding your dreams from coming true.
Home. That's what I once called you, for 15 years. You were the place I felt safe in, where I could rest my faith in. Over the years I've slowly come to realize that you are broken.
I'm hungry. There are many times when I'm hungry. In class, at a friends house, when I'm in bed, and when I've just eaten a shitload of food. So pretty much all the time..
I miss those days where we'd play outside until our mothers would yell for us to come in, those days where boys had cooties, and homework was writing the number 3 the right way round.
I miss the day when I was so carefree. New released book. "Bookstore, I'm coming!" Bored.
They say I'm missing a few marbles. I say i did not have a full bag to begin with!.
Sometimes I wonder whether I'm too childish for liking fairy tales and cartoons. But what can I do. I'm simply loving them..
I think Im going to like this app..
I used to pursue my past, because it was hollow. I didn't know what was in it, but it was painful, all alone, and sad. Then I met you. Now I can face the present, and the future.
You are all going to think I'm crazy. I have been in love with him for years. Years. But, the thing is, he doesn't love me back. Everyone says we would be so cute together, and it only makes it...
This is written for all people who have walked out, or have been pushed out, of my life. This is to M.B, R.F, T.B, C.M, C.J.G, J.M, and all who have influenced me enough to write in your honor.
You don't see what I'm hiding behind this smile. All the hurt. All the pain. All the anger. All the tears. All the thoughts. All the words. All the expressions. All the tears. All the time.
If I died tonight, you wouldn't have reason to worry. No reason to mourn. No reason to care. I left no impression.
Why do we have to be realistic in the realm of love. Why not just let our hearts believe and our minds dream... After all, it's what they both do best..
Sometimes i think love is just a misunderstanding between two people !.
I was sharpening a pencil when my mind began to wonder. Could I be sharpened. Fixed to the point where im acceptable.
Is depression an illness. I mean they say it is and i have it but.. Well its not terminal cant kill me.. Well unless i top myself. Im medicated yes and it helps i guess.
What you don't see when you look at me. You don't see how I look at you. You dont see what I think of you. You don't see what's going through my head. You don't see how much you mean to me.
If...you want to believe that we all live in a miraculous place, use a teaspoon and dig up some soil. That teaspoon will have more living organisms than the entire human population.
I went to the circus. I played squash. I contributed to the development of a programming language. I ordered a new wardrobe. I watched a movie called Haywire. I had a visit from my dad.