April 2009
18 posts
you’re not doing me any favors.
you did this to yourself. you’re such a stupid girl.
this will be continued later.
we'd look good side by side.
the writing portion of this evening will be feautured in my personal handwritten journal that resides on my cluttered mess of a desk. but before i conclude this brief online portion of my reckless thought-spilling: i really hope this works out. and this time i’m not even referring to the bigger picture, i’m referring to just this one, tiny, miniscule motion/event that can/will change...
“two thousand miles will never be enough,
and phoenix can keep you.
i hope...”
i want you to know what song i’m listening...
my love, i lack the confidence to say what's on my...
“4 am, it’s pointless.
To think I’ll be sleeping next to you.
Pills...”
tonight i’ going to drink heavily and force...
you just got me thinking about all the thing’s i’ve posted on this tumblr and all the things i’ve written down in my journal and typed into my phone and about how i just ramble with no real direction and how i’m convinced i don’t keep any thoughts entirely to myself and i’m laughing now because it just makes so much sense to me. i take pride in my insanity and...
“there’s a little list of things that i can’t tell you: some secrets...”
