February 2012
43 posts
Spilled Ink (Currently undergoing updates.):... →
theseloosethreads:
I am two people, Stuck in one. One wants it all, and the other wants none. This wants that, That wants this. But neither truly knows, which is which. One wants chicken, and the other wants steak. But neither knows, which one to take. One likes them thin, One…
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Fantasizing about throwing myself off my balcony in the early hours of morning, is the only way I get to sleep at night.
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Important realization:
I fall very easily, very quickly, wholly in love with those who crave to hear me speak. With those willing to listen. But, I refuse to speak honestly with those that I love. This is where I am flawed.
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If I had the courage to be a coward I would end my life tonight.
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I wish to vanish.
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What a great relief it would be to escape my own...
for just one minute.
4 years running.
“I love you forever. I like you for always. As long as I’m living, my baby you’ll be.”
13.02.2012
Tomorrow is my day off. Yay. I have the whole day that is dedicated to love to reflect upon how I`m not loved by a man.
My psychologist says I need to quit drinking or she can no longer see me. That`s not happening. I figure I`ll just omit that fact from our sessions.
I also have to help my parents move. Which I deeply resent because not only is it my day off, but I am now their caretaker.
I...
6.30 am
At six-thirty a.m. I am pouring coffee into a gentleman’s cup and wondering if he can tell that I want to die.
maybe i'm just tired.
i haven’t felt this depressed in months.
it’s all too convenient that the night before I must wake up at 4 a.m. to work I am plagued by feelings of regret, and hopelessness so that I cannot sleep.
wordsandfeathers:
I try to write but I can’t sometimes, a lot of the time. The memories refuse to budge. ’You aren’t ready to give us up yet!’ they echo.
is watching old home movies suppose to be hard...
likeawritingdesk:
how strange it is
to think that it has been almost a whole year since you’ve traced the lines of my face
katierae answered your question: What is the story that you want to hear?
about your best friend
Well, I’ve got three. One is my sister, one I’ve known for going on eleven years, and one is also my roommate. My sister and I were relatively close growing up; though my perception of closeness is slightly skewed because every member of my immediate family (that being my father,...
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You are all so beautiful, so wonderful so endearing.
Thank you for being here, for listening.
I would not be here If not for you.
What is the story that you want to hear?
I promise you this...
If i could be whisked away, withered away. Removed from my life for a week or two.
I know I have the drive, the intelligence, the power and the beauty within me to create something that shakes the foundations of the world we live in now.
I could be the next Bronte, Wilde, Nitchize, Kaffka or Shakespeare; if only given the chance; The solitude to do so.
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You. You who knows me best. You who I would do anything for. You who I thought I was falling in love with. You don’t know me anymore. You wouldn’t recognize me anymore. Because You are gone.
Now that You are gone.
January 2012
109 posts
I Wrote This For You: The Phantom Limbs →
officialiwrotethisforyou:
And when we speak now, seldom as that is, the old language returns. I wonder if it makes old names make guest appearances in your mind. If you can feel the skin of my neck near yours one more time. Do you reach across the bed for a shape, no longer there. Do you remember it clearly or is it…
“Pain is strange. A cat killing a bird, a car accident, a fire… Pain arrives,...”
– Charles Bukowski
Excerpt from Women
(via joeomo)
The Convoluted Truth
yousoothemysoul:
As polished vespers, Your eyes alone asphyxiate throats and dreams You’re constricting my already-narrow fantasy A long-winded path has led me to you And I’m forced to picture what it would be like For five seconds, To be the one prancing down the passageway In ivory cloak and that new adorned gem With all my heart I wish you were not in it