June 2011
6 posts
“I had the feeling that those looks you gave me were real. what if I ripped your heart apart at the seams, maybe then you’d know how I feel.”
so dont pretend;
not to love me at all.
fuck you
and everything i thought it meant.
May 2011
21 posts
I'm not losing you
This time.
You can checkout anytime you like;
but you can never leave.
People say you don’t know what you’ve got till...
Truth is, you knew what you had, you just never thought you’d lose it
I finally realised what went wrong all that time.
I pushed you away by starting stupid pointless fights because i was scared. Scared of what I didn’t know, scared of what it would become, but mostly I was scared of how real it was. It terrified me to know I could depend on someone that much and that the connection between us was like nothing else. So I took the easy way out and found someone who I wasn’t scared to be with. I thought...
I hate the feeling of knowing that ive lost you.
“What isn’t working in your life?”
“My head.”
I need to be taken away. Where no one knows me or judges me by my past mistakes.
Fuck everyone. Don’t pretend like you care cause no one does or ever did.
oh dear, what have i done hahahahahhahahaha
you’re the fuckhead my mum warned me about.
You're a little late,
I’m already torn.
Tomorrow;
i’m purchasing a journal to record all my weird, wonderful, ridiculously fucked up thoughts in.
April 2011
49 posts
You won’t find love in a, won’t find love in a hole. It takes more than fucking someone to keep yourself warm.
she's gotta love nobody.
‘i might not want you back, but i want to kill him’
It's so pathetic;
how much guys fucking lie.
But like a drunken night, it’s the best bits that are coloured in.
you're the best thing that ever happened to me
and i’m sorry i wasted a good two years of your time.
“Unfinished, Gaudi, to his credit, never gave up on his dream, but that’s not usually how it goes, i mean usually it isn’t the speeding bus that keeps the brown pointy weird church from getting built. Most of the time its just too difficullt or too expensive or too scary, its only once youve stopped, that you realize how hard it is to start again. So you force yourself not want...
our problem is we hate change and love it at the same time. what we really want is for things to stay the same, but get better.
