February 2012
62 posts
115AM, thurs.
All you’re ever gonna be is mean. And a liar, and pathetic.
Someday, i’ll be, living in a bigger city. And all you’re ever gonna be is mean. I’m going to be big and won’t let you touch me. I won’t let you hurt me or be even close to ever hurt me. I won’t let you do nothing of that sort to me again.
Sunday, 10:49AM
It’s ironic how i take wedding pictures of myself every weekend, but still don’t intend to settle down with anybody at all. i can’t bear to see myself wither away into someone else’s shadows. tonight, i will let go and tonight, i will be all alone. Society hates to be alone, including me. But i will do it with every step i will take. I make my own future, i make plans...
1:50, Thursday
Dear you,
i was startled the other day to see how much you’ve grown but it was something i couldn’t see if i’d still be with you. It was for the best. Up until now, i sometimes cannot figure out why these things happened to us but i can assure you, it is for the best. You’re not the person i know. And now, you’re just someone i used to know. But i don’t know...
“I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and knows that love is...”
– Jeanette Winterson (via misswallflower
)
“I don’t know when we’ll see each other again or what the world will be like when...”
– Arthur Golden (via misswallflower
)
Thursday, 10:34PM
I, do not know why.
I, do not have a fucking clue why.
I, do not give a damn sometimes.
I, am hurt.
I, am really hurt.
I, want to go.
I, thank you for the lessons that was given.
Tuesday, 11:46PM
At this moment and in this time of day, i could be talking to you. I could go hours and hours on the phone just talking to you about life, school, house chores and friends. We could play a little game on the phone, you asked me what was 1 + 1? I said, of course it’s 2 and you went like ‘no.’ I said why no? You said no, it’s just that the answer isn’t logical but its...
Monday, one of the days when i remember.
My first love? Mmmmm, that always puts tears in my eyes.
There isn’t a day when I don’t think about him and worry whether or not he’s doing okay for himself in the world.
Hello Monday, 9:42PM :)
maybe, just maybe, this could be the good life.
do you catch your breath, when i look at you? :)
Saturday, 1:32AM
Taking a pen from my mickey mouse metal pencil case, i scribbled some poems, 8 sentences long, because i want to know if i can still write poetically, dramatically and expressively. Its a great feeling when i sat and so many ideas came out, words coming out like tap water running, and suddenly, i felt superior. That indeed, this mind, often exposed to arguments and theories by sociologists, had in...
I like deep conversations.
The ones where you can just sit down with one of your close friends and completely spill out your thoughts/feelings. Like how you’re doing, what may be currently bothering you, what’s stressing you out, etc. And the best part, getting feedback or advice from that person you’re talking to that might actually understand what you’re going through. It makes me feel less alone, and happier that I...
“I talk to God but the sky is empty.”
– Sylvia Plath (via misswallflower)
