May 2012
1 post
Sometimes I get really sad. And then, sometimes, I feel stupid and selfish for being sad because there is always someone out there wishing they were where you are, with what you have.
Gees, I really miss you.
August 2011
4 posts
My heart is heavy and I have “ants” in my legs.
Does anyone know why any of this matters?
Sometimes.
“Have you ever seen something as sad as this?”
“Yeah. The night you told me you loved me.”
So, I stopped writing on this Tumblr because people started pissing me off. But I’ve come to realize that I can write what I want, when I want, and where I want. Took me a while to come to this.. And yes, I’m keeping my other Tumblr, but I’m no longer censoring this one.
If I write something you don’t like, don’t follow my Tumblr. I promise I won’t come after...
May 2011
1 post
1 tag
I’ve wished for the same thing every single day/night for years.
I think I’ve lost faith in wishing. “Wishing” is code for “never going to happen, kid”.
Just being punched with a fist full of reality, but I think I’m okay.
February 2011
1 post
Excuse me while I give in to my ceaseless mind and pour my thoughts out to anyone willing to read what I have to say at 4:30 in the morning, while I myself (and most likely you, too) should be sleeping… but of course, that isn’t in my near future seeing as how sleep doesn’t seem to want me— but that’s another story. This post is about love. Oh yes, it’s about to...
January 2011
3 posts
Maybe I’m just dreaming out loud. Maybe there is a reason we met in New York, only saw each other for a week or so, and have spoken to each other for five+ years now. Maybe we’ll end up getting married and this will quite possibly be the best love story anyone has ever heard and everyone will be jealous. Or maybe I’m just dreaming out loud.
1, 2, 3.
“Still a large amount of the population believes the world will end December...”
– Philip DeFranco
June 2010
1 post
“I’ll always run away from every problem or severed relationship cause that’s who I am.”
It’s good to have you back. I can finally relax.
I’m not going to let this get to me like it has before. All that’s been said means nothing anymore.
May 2010
3 posts
Tumblr, you have betrayed me. Goodbye.
make-believe(n)- the action of pretending or imagining, typically that things are better than they really are.
Yeah I’m scared of death, and I’m scared of living. I gave up on the past ‘cause it’s unforgiving. http://twitpic.com/1mb124
December 2009
3 posts
“When you’re struggling with something, look at all the people around you and realize that every single person you see is struggling with something, and to them, it’s just as hard as what you’re going through.” -Dear John, Nicholas Sparks
I hate when people talk about religion, but I really hate when people talk down about others’ religions. I don’t see anything wrong with your God, his God, her God, my God, or the God that the kid over there doesn’t believe in.
Personally, I don’t consider myself to be Christian, Jewish, Morman, Agnostic, etc. I simply classify myself as “a follower of God”....
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary; wise; what it is, it wouldn’t be, and what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see?
November 2009
1 post
“I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never know most of them. But even if we don’t have the power to choose where we come from, we can still go from there.”
-The Perks Of Being A Wallflower By Stephen Chbosky
October 2009
2 posts
I want us to be like we were before. Before everything. Take us back two years. That’s what I want; that’s what I think about when I’m up in my bed all night. I miss the person you used to be and I miss the way we’d talk for hours like best friends do. You’ve changed and I’m not sure it’s for the better. Everyone agrees; we all know you’ve changed,...
I wish I could dog-ear this page in my life.
This is what I’ve wanted; what I’ve waited for all this time. I finally found people that make me happy. And of course, I happen to grow up with three of them. —-Kindergarten/Second grade, you made us three inseparable.
I have a supportive family (maybe too supportive). I have more friends that I could ask for, I can think of 9 close...
September 2009
2 posts
Give me your black lungs And your blue brown eyes And we’ll trade them in for a new disguise Give me your best bet And your worst lie And we’ll fill them in with a straighter line You could be everything I wanted If you just gave up on holding back. I’ve never lost so many words From kissing just one boy You’ve got potential
-Dave Melillo knows my life.. Dakota.
I miss Arizona for more reasons than I can count. 1002.78 miles away and you keep my heart racing.
We met in New York City on June 12th, 2006. Your hair curled up around the rim of you’re pin striped hat and your dimples were the death of me.
We walked next to each other, hands in our pockets. (We were so dumb.) Glancing at each other’s faces and turning away when one of us was...
August 2009
4 posts
Sleep deprivation and hospital food. Skinny wrists and an empty stomach. Light headedness and a flushed face. “Beautiful veins” and “too young to be in the hospital”. IVs, CT scans, and blood tests.
This hospital scares the shit out of me.. But nothing is worse than missing you. (Iloveyou,Iloveyou,Iloveyou.)
Some people live to bring you down. You just have to live to bring yourself back up.. I wish I knew what I did to you. (Or what you think I did.) Bitter people don’t win what they’re fighting for. So why are you so damn bitter ?
stephenjames:
everyone has something hidden behind their eyes, something they’ve tried to forget but never will, a ghost that haunts them.
somedays are better than others, somedays you can stay busy enough for it to not creep back into your memory, other days you’re not as lucky.
people let their pasts run their lives. im guilty, we all are. lets all just move on.
maybe its not that easy.
Excuse my need to excuse my needs as I learn to lose and yearn to please. I help tie the knots in the violent fist fights and keep my heart wrapped up tight. Being without you is excruciatingly tough. My arms are so tired, they’ve waited long enough.
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July 2009
9 posts
“I see you holding her close, she’s not letting go. I loved you most, did I not let it show? Maybe someday we’ll forget her..”
We will remain a “once upon a time” without a happy ending.
Why am I still up? Why do I hurt? Why do I drown myself in music? Why are you not here drowning with me? Gdnght, beautiful.
So, I have a new theory.. By expressing myself to everyone (including myself) that I’m content with my life and happy where I am and with what has happened, I have begun to believe that I am in fact happy and truly content with where I am. I’m not saying I don’t miss what I’ve lost, don’t get me wrong, but I am happy with what I said/what I have done/what I am doing...
…Definitely one of THOSE nights.
No line from a movie, “quote” from a book, or lyric♫ from a song can put how I feel about you into words. I love you, then I hate you. I miss you, then I’m glad you’re gone. I want to hear your voice just one more time, and then I never want to hear your voice again.
My head is so many different kinds of fucked up.
Hating you made me love myself.
Thank you.
Who needs muscle to retaliate when my words will take you to your knees?
My actions are temporary, but my words are forever.
Take this information and ignore the negative like you always do when things get tough. Take this information and twist the truth. I’ve always been able to call your bluff. You’re such a guy.
You lie in circles but I’m not one to follow any pattern. I’m quite the actress when it comes to “believing” the shit you say. I can’t remember the last time I...
Originality = the trait in which you lack.
Rewind your life & pause in 2007.
You don’t have a single original cell in your body.
You are such a different person than you were back then.
It’s been a while since you’ve had your own thought.
Do you even know what you truly like/dislike anymore?
Every word your mouth pukes is a part of someone...
June 2009
1 post
You came over today. I asked you questions. You asked me questions. I felt like I was five again.. “What’s your favorite color?” — I loved it. It went by too quickly.
I’m watching you leave. You leave without embedding that long awaited kiss I am expecting on my cheek. (Or on my lips.. I wouldn’t complain.)
I watch you leave the courtyard of my...
May 2009
5 posts
This is what we’ve become. We’ve lost so many things, but we don’t budge. Is it really worth it?
“Teach me something.” “Teach you something?”
He looked confused.
He reached his hand over; my fingers glided through the air to catch his fingers before they had the chance to arrive at their desired destination.
Puzzled, he sat there. Frozen. We stared, he taught, I learned. It was fast, but it was beautiful.
The hardest thing I’ve ever dealt with would have to be having a best friend in a completely different state. I didn’t get the chance to go through High School with this girl by my side physically , but no matter how many miles separated us , I knew she was there with me the second I needed her. Best friends since sixth grade and distance can’t break this relationship.
Noelle...
Losing you is what killed me. It’s been quite a while.
April 2009
4 posts
My best friend.
Stop overanalyzing my writing and start analyzing my eyes.
(The two say something completely different.)
I put all I have out for you to see. I need you.. If only you just paid a little more attention to what’s by your side. I love you.
I’ll take your words and smash them against the walls of your mouth.
They won’t be coming out after I’m done with them.
March 2009
2 posts
I know you’re lying when you say you miss me.. and when you say it to my face immediately my muscles tense up. You’re exactly the same. I’ve decided to never take anything you say to heart. I’m holding up a shield and preparing for the next lie that spills from your mouth.
It’s my seventeenth birthday today. Am I supposed to be excited?
February 2009
4 posts
Meet my hamster , Konstantine Singer :
I made it all up. I miss you so much. I love you, even if you don’t feel the same.
I don’t even know what to put or how to put it.
I’m so alone yet completely surrounded. this feeling is worse than being secluded. you have to hide behind smiles. how can people in this world do so much damage and just walk away? friends cease to help lacking the experiences we had. someone, please change my life.