December 2009
15 posts
all the materialism
that has become entwined with the christmas season never fails to fucking disgust me.
“nothing is quite so easy as self destruction.”
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because i only tend to turn here when there’s an ache i need relieved a bullet i need dodged a sadness i need washed away.
and no matter how bad i feel about it, when i’m joyful and content, there’s never much to say.
i apologize for neglecting you during the good times.
my favorite type of men
are the type that when we meander some part of this world together in an evening full of dim light and clean air
that though we arent touching you’ll miss me when i pull away.
theyre the type that make me feel like i am mysterious. as if, underneath that sly smile, i’m the love of someone’s life
and you’re entertaining the idea that it may or may not be you.
“i cannot believe i have lived on this earth for twenty years, fifteen of which i...”
– that is absolutely ludicrous. shame on the educational system.
“thinking about something incredibly familiar, and suddenly realizing you...”
– file this under things that officially suck.
the sorrows.
the world feels a slight bit
heavier
today, compared to most that i’ve known. my eyes cant quite focus and a grin feels like a bit too much work. my skin feels foreign and i don’t remember the dreams of yesterday. just
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cudi.
if i fall if i die i know i lived it to the fullest;
if i fall if i die i know i lived and missed some bullets.
its the barren, frozen days of winter that make me long for the bare-all&bronzed days of summer.
“it just struck me that one of my main pre-req’s for a best friend is that...”
– the best kind of women are those who let inner beauty and confidence flow out of them in a way that reminds you of the melody of your favorite song.
consequences.
ive never been one for security. never one for sureness, for stability. no s words, no s sounds and nothing even similar, like certainty. no i am curls and grins and cleverness and eyelashes. i am love me or leave, and ive never had someone stay for so long. its giving me a feeling reminiscent of the way it feels to wake up and not be able to form a firm fist.
its a gamble of happiness, i know,...