February 2012
1 post
There is a man I love who doesn’t really understand. There is a man I love, who doesn’t even know the affect his presence has in the world. When he walks someone looks, when he talks someone listens, when he breathes someone holds theirs. It is that young man that is too easy to fall in love with that makes us forget what is real or a dream. It is his smile that makes it seem...
January 2012
1 post
Its amazing how it never gets easier. Time, time, time. The further away the slower it moves, the deeper I fall, and the harder I cry. It never fails how badly I want you near, it never fails to hurt. Love is a strange emotion and connected with time, it can do the most amazing and difficult things. It is time to pick up my feet once again, strengthen my bones, and allow time to do what it will.
December 2011
3 posts
It was one of those days when I was driving home, and I couldn’t help but talk to myself. Only really I was talking to God. I am beginning to feel more confident, more complacent, more at ease, and in love with the simplicity or complication you can choose to make of your life. I am understanding choices and how I cannot lose faith. I look around and I can see my life staring back at me. Yes...
November 2011
2 posts
I need a new journal. At times, I just need a new mind. I can settle for a new mindset. I’ll take what I can get. I need a new journal.
October 2011
5 posts
I am feeling different, and I have absolutely no idea what to make of it.
You were like a stranger in my mind today.
September 2011
4 posts
2 tags
“They don’t even know what it is to be a fan. Y’know? To truly love some silly little piece of music, or some band, so much that it hurts.” - Almost Famous
It was 2004 on the floor of my best friends bedroom when I heard a song so moving that it brought me to tears. I had never cried to a song before. But that simple moment changed my life. The music that that echoed...
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August 2011
1 post
right when you hold on tight, it’s time to let go.
July 2011
3 posts
Some days when I am alone, and thinking of you, the distance between us, no matter how much, seems unbearable. I want to run to you and slip a note into your heart that says “I Love You.” The ink from the paper, that was pounded on from the typewriter would slowly sink into your bones and heartbeat, and there the words would rest forever. Then when I am alone, and thinking of you, I...
I miss writing. I miss sitting in the middle of the night, or in some pretty garden meticulously piecing words together. The feeling of expressing myself with pen and paper was always this huge weight lifted off my shoulders. The weight is slowly building and I know it’s so easy to get rid of it, but sometimes the easy things seems to be the biggest challenges. I feel scared that if I write...
congratulations! you get to live the life you always wanted, as a lying, murdering, bitch…oh yeah and free.. TERRIBLE!
June 2011
10 posts
I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU. It never gets old. I could say it for the rest of my life.
156 + 2 more !!
It has been 156 days since my home has felt like home. In just two short days, I can wake up and breath in an air that consists of yours near by. A home is a home is a home is my heart. I cannot wait to sit in your car with my legs crossed on your tan leather seats, while you frantically flip through your iPod to pick a song that fits your mood. I cannot wait to hangout in your living room in the...
do you know what time it is?
“Touching him was always so important to me. It was something I lived for. I never could explain why. Little, nothing touches. My fingers against his shoulder. The outsides of our thighs touching as we squeezed together on the bus. I couldn’t explain it, but I needed it. Sometimes I imagined stitching all of our little touches together. How many hundreds of thousands of fingers...
June 7. 10pm. June 7. 10pm. June 7. 10pm. June 7. 10pm. June 7. 10pm. June 7. 10 pm.
hurry. please.
May 2011
36 posts
She moved like a summer sea breeze, every motion to leave you feeling swept away. And there was a hint of vanilla hanging in the air that would make your lips kiss the sky. Those kisses that we long to miss. She knew them all too well. Her mind was crashing with the waves, never keeping a constant thought. But if there was ever a moment of serenity, it was when the sun touched the sand. She could...
I wonder what you are doing tonight. I wonder what you are wearing. I wonder what you smell like. I wonder how long your hair is. I wonder if you are tired. I wonder if you are happy. I wonder what you saw today. I wonder what you said. I wonder how the subway is. I wonder where you walked. I wonder what shoes you wore. I wonder if you smiled. I wonder if you laughed. I wonder if you miss me. I...
