February 2012
1 post
Anonymous asked: Do you love the girl your dating? or is it just casual dating? I can't visualize the two of you being together so I guess what I am asking here today is What made the fire? What started it all?
November 2011
3 posts
1 tag
Soap Box moment of my day.
So a friend of mine posted this not to long ago:
“I’ve learned that you truly can’t trust anyone. As much as I want to be able to, it seems like everyone (friends, family, girlfriend, fiance, wife, etc.) will always let you down and break your trust at some point…”
I was going to give a big long speech as a reply, but then I found out that replies can only be so long. So...
ABCs of Me :)
A-available: To do what? B-best kiss I’ve had: Hershey’s C-crushing on: You. D-drink you last had: Watered down mountain down left over from when I went on lunch E-easiest person to talk to: In no real order: Sheila, James, David, Nick, & Kat. F-favorite song(s): ABCs and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star but only cause they share the same music :) G-gummy bears or gummy worms?: Gummy...
3 tags
I tried
I tried.
I tried to be the one that proved you wrong,
To prove that we are not all the same.
I tried.
I tried to be the hero of your dreams,
The one to show we are not all the same.
I tried.
I tried to always be there,
Yet I somehow let you down.
I tried.
I tried to show you friendship,
But you wouldn’t let me in.
I tried.
I tried to help you get over the past,
But you couldn’t trust...
September 2011
4 posts
2 tags
“By night one way, by day another, this shall be the norm, until true loves first...”
6 tags
The Gifts of Darkness
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The dark is generous.
It’s first gift is concealment: our true faces lie in the dark beneath our skins, our true hearts remain shadowed deeper still. But the greatest concealment lies not in protecting our secret truths, but in hiding from us the truths of others.
The darkness protects us from what we dare not...
August 2011
1 post
July 2011
8 posts
6 tags
The muses speak of weather
The lighting flashes
Across the night sky
Illuminating the darkness
That has swallowed me whole
The thunder rolls
Through the silence
Shattering the nothing
That has taken over
The wind blows
Down the empty plains
Stirring up the hopes
That have turned to ash
The rain falls
From the skies above
Washing away the lies
That have become my life
The fire burns
From inside my heart
...
5am ramblings
I miss the ability to. Write I used to be full of ideas. But over the last couple of years those ideas have just gone away. It’s getting to the point where all I do is ramble late at night to myself. Every now ans then it seems like I get good idea but then it’s gone as soon as I try to get it to paper… or in the case of our generation, a word processor.
I miss being creative....
My no no
Messa day started off pretty okie day with the morning munching then boom! Messa here
You're not even mine and I miss you.
Story of my life
June 2011
5 posts
Reblog if you're unattractive, awkward and single.
Reblog if you've ever been called fat.
or ugly or stupid or a whore or a hoe or a slut
or useless or a waste of space or a loser or a bitch
or not good enough
May 2011
7 posts
Reblog if all you need is a really long hug
April 2011
8 posts
17 tags
milisrandr asked: PS. you're one of the few people that I actually know face2face that has seen my Tumblr.
Feel special? :p
Feel special? :p
Reblog if you'll answer anything that comes in...
milisrandr:
sorak:
justanothermentalillness:
just-the-way-you-arent:
bring it.
Please? I neeeed a distraction.
Bring it on.
January 2011
14 posts
Day 22 — A website →
Day 15 — A fanfic →
One of my favorites from years ago.
