December 2009
33 posts
I’m not afraid of the dark, I’m afraid of facing it without you.
I’m stuck in a town that’s not enough for me Don’t tell me that it’s easy Some say that I’m bad news But I’ve got some new for you We live a life that nobody knows We’re having fun and I’m sure that it really shows Obnoxiously and selfishly But we have our way of keeping ourselves busy
Let's Get Fucked Up and Die
I’m speaking figuratively of course… It’s the only way I’ve learned to express myself Through other peoples’ description of life, I’m afraid I’m alone and completely useless
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Maybe it’s the THC, but these are the only nights I can think clearly. It’s been rough recently, but I maintain composure I maintain false pride. Euphemisms run rampant out of my burnt, dry throat. Reflect on the circumstances that brought us here and made us who we are Our bonds were vast and beautiful yet unimaginably minuscule Severed by such a dull blade, was it ever worth the...
Polish off your last glass Breath out one last sigh and kiss your ass good bye.
You can’t call it Christmas without someone to smile about.
Wait a second I’m not through wasting my time away with you. Because there’s nothing in this world I’d rather do than sit back and drift away, and feel it seem like yesterday. When being kids and fucking up felt okay and every thing we did was wrong but we did it anyway. My dear friends, how it’s been. Never thought I’d see the day. And so we go our own way. Can...
So unhappy with the way this year turned out. I wish the holidays were actually happy for once.
I feel like my better half is missing
What if we swam into nothing? At least you’d still be besides me So if we swim into nothing I’ll be smiling
This caustic suburban sense of humor’s gotten me in trouble more than a few times. We’re singing “Lucky” by Little League, fucking up until we get this right. Just cause we’re down, doesn’t mean we gotta stay there. This fucking town is like a ship gone underwater, and we’ll all drown unless we cut ties to the anchor. We’d get swallowed here. ...
Right, left, and wrong are subjective
There’s no chance unless you take one and the time to see the brighter side of every situation.
To be honest
I want your happiness, even if it means me being miserable.
My hurt sunk deep, like the anchor of my ship When I saw that you were gone. My breath died away. It’s all my fault I have found It won’t be my hand sheltering those eyes from your curly hair And it won’t be my voice, that you hear singing I’ll reflect upon the circumstances While you’re with him I’m torn to pieces but I’ll still try to like him, just...
I will never, win or lose another friend again Or watch them start a war that’s fought for ideals that are dead. I’ll never have an argument again because my dust will be your salt My blood will hydrate you all My heart will be your meal And I won’t ride the cycle of the way It kills to think and feel no more
This spring of love, resembles the uncertain glory of an April day The sun beating against our necks, horizons still stuck in my mind To the girl that can’t forgive me Take these misunderstandings, and send them back where they came from Take these misunderstandings, it’s hard enough to live life as it is Blinded Hooked on an anchor All nereids beware, all nereids beware This...
Rainclouds for eyeballs
I feel like the 18th of December is an important date but I’m unsure why. What the fuck is going on the 18th of December?
Why am I so sober?
When you’re dreaming with a broken heart Then waking up is the hardest part You roll outta bed and down on your knees And for a moment you can hardly breathe Wondering was she really here? Is she standing in my room? No she’s not, ‘cause she’s gone
fml
Those few days I felt alive feel like such a distant memory.
Our brains are the only thing in this universe that allow human beings to learn, understand, and comprehend. But when we try to understand exactly how our brains work, we can’t ever fully understand how and why. Thus, our brains cannot understand themselves.
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“I remembered this one time that I never told anyone about. The time we were walking. Just the three of us. And I was in the middle. I don’t remember where and I don’t remember when. I don’t even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere.” - Stephen Chbosky; The Perks of Being a Wallflower
These struggles are endless
This calls for some Visine and Axe!
I'm tongue-tied and terrified
I could only sing you sad songs And you could sing along And you could see the melody That’s been calling out your wrongs I’m tongue-tied And terrified of what I’ll say I never told you everything I’m losing hope and fading dreams and every single memory along the way
Why the fuck did they stop making chocolate toaster strudel?
Outclassed and subdued
If I consume my physical form, will I cease to exist or will I double in size?