March 2010
1 post
February 2010
2 posts
chatroulette.com
so many dicks. I’m scarred for life.
January 2010
2 posts
love doesn't exist.
Why should I bother with love, anyway.
Everyone I love will die. You will die. I will die. There is no forever between us. Whatever future we have together will be short lived, non-perpetuating, finite, ended by the inevitable death that comes- of love, or of life.
So why should I bother with love anyway?
Particularly when I’m this miserable being in love.
Particularly when I...
no heaven
There are some days when I look back and see you, and you, and you, and then I think; how nice it would be to hold you once again, and then I think; how lonely I must feel to look back on you so fondly, and then I think; I couldn’t have kept you forever anyway. Eventually, you will die, and eventually, I will die, and there is no heaven after you; we ended up alone, either way.
...
November 2009
7 posts
This Town
Everything about this town makes me miss you. Terrible, I know. You never loved me. Never would. But every foot, every inch, every centimeter is lined and traced with a memory of you. Its kind of interfering with my every day life. Well, only when I’m in this town, anyway. I thought I had gotten over you, when I moved. New place, new people, new relationships- I was so happy where I was....
5x4+2x4
I can write lines- Only five lines, Four syllables. Mother fucker, I just did it. (That didn’t make me a poet.)
8x8
I think poetry really sucks. there are so many freakin’ rules and you’re supposed to break them all- that’s what really gets me, you know? anything can be a poem, but I wish people didn’t just write fucking nonsense all the time. …fuck poetry, seriously.
(11x10)+13
You knowing I love you isn’t enough, not for me- I want, need you to feel it I want to yell it, scream it- shout it loud. I want to punch it right into your face I want to drive to your house and scare you, scream how much I love you at your doorstep only to watch you walk right past because, why did I even do that anyway? ‘Cause I love you, and I’m fucking crazy, and you are the...
love poem (5x12)
if I could just trace your face with my fingertips, say how much I love you with the prettiest words, hold you in my arms, and do nothing else, I would, but, sad to say, we live in the real world, my love. there’s no time to be spent on such frivolities.
questioning
You fight with the one you love, you fall asleep upset, crying, angry, resentful, with no response after 25 unanswered calls, 12 unanswered, angry texts, and you dream of someone else. You dream of him, your first love- you haven’t dreamt of him in so long, but it’s so real, your dream. He comes up to you, comes up close, shy and flirtatious, despite the fact that you’ve long...
You beg him to call you, you do it cause you miss him, you do it because life has not been good to you and you want him to make it better, you do it because you just want to hear, it’s okay, I love you, it’ll be better soon. You beg him to call you, you just want to be comforted, you just want to feel loved, but he doesn’t and you don’t get that call and you don’t...
September 2009
2 posts
kissedbysadness:
i don’t think i ever want to feel that way again. i don’t want to love so hard anymore. i don’t want to feel such intense emotions again. i just can’t.
i gave him everything i had. all of me. and in the end, i am still alone.
Even if you were together for 60 years, would have ended up alone anyway- everyone dies in the end, and you can’t do that together.
August 2009
1 post
July 2009
9 posts
Please Love Me/I Hate Myself
Please love me. I’m so lonely, and I would really like someone to hold me while I cry. I can’t hold myself for much longer. Its lonely, trying to be strong when you’re not. Its frustrating, feeling like no one cares, because they don’t. It makes me cry to think that no matter what I do, I cannot make a single person care about me. Not for long. And I can cry all I want. It still...
If you love them, let them go
cause they don’t want you.
One day, you're gonna look back on all those blogs...
He didn’t even deserve your love. He didn’t even want it.
you were up all night; I was up all night.
I’d like to think that in our hearts, we both could sense that the other one was still up, and thats why neither of us could sleep, but I know better.
kissedbysadness:
The way I am - Ingrid...
Someone gave me a prompt to write. And this is the...
She has always been one of my best friends, this girl that is kissing me right now.
Is that wrong? She’s drunk and I don’t love her but this is leading to something we might regret later on. It might make her feel used, it might make me feel guilty. It’ll be awkward. It might ruin a friendship. But you know what they say. God didn’t give men enough blood to use both heads at the same time, and...
June 2009
9 posts
charmingmelodies:
Always Running- Desoto Jones
...
“If a guy treats you like he doesn’t give a shit, It’s because he genuinely...”
– Alex, “He’s Just Not That Into You”
(via sambchop)
“The love that lasts the longest is the love that is never returned.”
– William Somerset Maugham (via reluctantbuddha) (via quote-book) (via lovebot)
i follow directions well
kissedbysadness:
” everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances...
takeiteasylovenothing:
splitneedles:
for you
oh unrequited love.
boats and birds- gregory and...
Closure
Dear reader, I would love to tell you a story with a wonderfully happy ending, or perhaps even an ending that isn’t happy, but at least has a hopeful ending.
I would love to tell you a story with an incredible message or moral that you would be able take away with you at the end.
I would love to tell you a story where everything turns out the way it was meant to turn out, with complete...
May 2009
25 posts
“You’re too forgiving. You need to learn how to give them the middle finger...”
– Wise words from Willi Love.
“Something (Beatles Cover)” by The...
jump off that high and mighty horse;
if you aren’t willing to forgive, no one will ever be willing to forgive you.
everyone's story is a comedy or a tragedy;
different characters, different details, but when you get right down to it, its always the same damn plot.
You only love me when I'm in front of you.
Unfortunately, I can say this of many, many people.
I believe in love at third sight
I mean, the first time, you might not even notice them. Maybe the first time you see them, you’re thinking about someone else, so you don’t notice them, or maybe you do notice them, but the attraction is too small to tell, you’re just not sure yet, or maybe they’re in a bad mood and make a bad impression on you, or maybe you’re in a bad mood, or something. Point is,...
Fucking.
havent-got-a-prayer:
Sometimes I wish that I could just fuck—no strings attached, no obligations, and no commitments. Sometimes I wish that I could be one of those people who doesn’t need to be in a relationship to have sex. Sometimes I wish that I could push my emotions aside and simply not care.
Sometimes.
And then I remember that for some odd reason, I still believe in love. And while...
I never said I was fat until other girls started...
So after I got out of the shower today, I was looking at my body in the mirror, like, really looking at it. I looked at the stretch marks on my thighs and my butt and my hips, and I looked at the way my stomach kind of bulges out a little bit, and I looked at the way my thighs touch, and I looked at the way my arm fat kind of jiggles if I shake it, and I looked at how my boobs are kind of oddly...
I miss your heart. Let me back in.
Sad but hopeful, you know?
I like it when I’m happy, but sometimes, I think I like being sad, too. Sometimes its nice to be melancholy and nostalgic and wistful and sad. Sometimes its good for you. After all, we’d never be sad if it didn’t serve a purpose for us.
Knowing
I told you I was having a bad day. You said smile, and I did. I laughed and said, “I love you. That works everytime.” You laughed, and said, “Aw, you love me, how cute,” and I told you, “You think I’m kidding, but I’m being serious.” And you considered this for a moment and said love is a strong word. And I laughed and said there are lots of...
