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Why are you so petrified of silence? |
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Calm down, I'm calling you to say I'm capsized staring on the edge of safe Calm down, I'm calling back to say I'm home now, I'm coming around |
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I feel like I'm saying goodbye to you. You scare me, i love you so much. (how will I know if something happens?) Ever since, we met |
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Its about that time
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There was a boy And then one day, The greatest thing you'll ever learn |
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I always fall for the boys with taken hearts. |
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There is such much to say. And nothing at all. I met someone last night. I drempt of him last night. |
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I sometimes feel so breathless. |
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I don't want to live i am so tired of feeling inadequate. |
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Its funny how, I am your family, you are in my blood. I grew up with your daughter, i was her 'twin' growing up. I spent time in your home, to get away from my home. Its funny how after hearing all the things you said about me and all the things that have not been said. Its funny how, I can not look at you I cannot look at you. My heart hurts when I think about the things you say. What have I done to you? I cant see you anymore What have I done? |
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I threw up today, I threw up yesterday I think. My head is spinning. My stomach hurt, I am on the treadmil |
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He was any boy. Their hands are what I remember, or not so much their hands, but my body under their hands. The way I slid my body under their hands, as one might slide a note under he door. Wanting their hands, the clutching hands of boys who do not know the weight of their bodies, or the weight of their words, so they drop things carelessly, and bruise, wanting only to touch. ( I wanted them to bruise )
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I cant remember why i stopped throwing up. Why i stopped why I started eating is this living? The things you |
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My sister hates me. What did i really expect? I want to change, I want to be a better person. But I can't. I'm tired of playing the weak person. I'm tired of being ungrateful. I am tired of being nothing, and having nothing and regreting everything. And pushing people away. I am tired of being this way. Things need to change, but they won't. |
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Ohmygod. myheartispounding outofmychest. |
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![]() oh my god. Beautiful. |
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I wont let you fall I wont let you fall I wont let you fall. oh |
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aha so so getto |
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