December 2010
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November 2010
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October 2010
24 posts
Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think: I’m not going to make it, I just can’t do it today. I’m too tired, too emotional, too worn out, too run down and feel like a complete and utter miserable wreck. But you laugh inside as you drag your sorry self to the kitchen for some coffee; remembering all the times you’ve felt that way and still made it through.
I could write a million words about the way you say my name, I could turn myself upside down, and do it all again. And whilst there’s meaning behind the words, behind the emotions, behind the movements- the truth is, this goes much deeper than I sometimes care to acknowledge. Hours of my days are filled up with you, not physically, but within my mind, my imagination, my day dreams of...
I want a relationship, of course I do. But not just any relationship. I want a genuinely real relationship. You know, the real ones. The ones where you like to talk, to play, to argue, and to fuck. The ones where you can’t stand each other and can’t stand to be apart from one another at the same time. The ones where you each have your own life, but you allow each other to enrich them instead of...
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You are the highlight of my day
I WILL CHANGE THE WORLD. AND I WILL MAKE A DIFFERENCE.
Maybe there is more to a person than a body and a mind. Maybe something else figures into the mix— not a soul, exactly, but a spirit that hints you might one day be greater, happier and stronger than you are now. Like some kind of promise or disguised potential.
I’m emotional, I’m on edge, I’m fidgeting, twisting and turning. I’m upset, I’m frightened, I’m frustrated, irritated and annoyed. I can’t justify it, I can’t explain it and mostly, I don’t understand it. It has caught me off guard, it has attacked me and is now eating away at me- starting with my insecurities, continuing on to my feelings...
From the outside looking in, things are never what they seem. Life is full of struggles, pain, heartache, and repetitive hurt. But you and I… We have a choice. We have a choice of accepting it, of holding on to it, and of dwelling in it. Or we have a choice of opening ourselves up to the truth; that there is so much more beauty, blessing and abundance of love all around us. Though in tough...
I know what it’s like when the things you believe make you feel like you’re on the outside looking in. When you’re out of the ordinary and cast to the side for rejecting a trend. I know what it’s like to feel lost in your own home, because the people closest to your heart don’t understand you at all. I know what it’s like to feel left behind in life as the...
There’s life in the way he looks at her, across a landscape of sheets and pillows. The way he links his fingers between hers and gently slides them along her jaw line. The way he envelopes her, embraces her and adores her. It’s all she’s ever desired. Amongst the mountains of blankets, and the patterned lines of light from the crack in the curtains- there she lays; delicate,...
In the morning when I wake, and the sun is coming through, you fill my arms with sweetness, and you fill my head with you. Now, shall I write it in a letter, shall I try to get it down? Boy, you fill my head with pieces of a song I can’t get out. Can I be close to you? Can I take you to a morning, where the fields are painted gold. And the trees are filled with memories, of the feelings that...
September 2010
13 posts
"People make mistakes. That’s all we can expect...
I’ve counted every mistake I’ve made, a thousand times or more. I’ve traced my steps, I’ve regretted my moves, and now I’m left with nothing but memories of bridges I should never have crossed. I’ve held myself back, I’ve hindered my relationships, and I’ve spent the best part of my years reminding myself of why I will never be as great as anyone...
It’s kind of scary, you know? Like when you look at yourself in the mirror and you say your name. And it gets to a point where none of it seems real. Well, sometimes, I can do that, but I don’t need an hour in front of a mirror. It just happens very fast, and things start to slip away. And I just open my eyes, and I see nothing. And then I start to breathe really hard trying to see something, but...
If I had to tell you how humans made their way to Earth, it would go like this: In the beginning, there was nothing at all but the moon and the sun. And the moon wanted to come out during the day, but there was something so much brighter that seemed to fill up all those hours. The moon grew hungry, thinner and thinner, until she was just a slice of herself, and her tips were as sharp as a knife....
Because lets face it, we’re all a little insecure...
August 2010
10 posts
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It’s always the ones so far away that desire to romance my heart, that want to curl up beside me, kiss my cheeks and hold my hand. It’s always those boys wearing adorable smiles, with their soft looking skin and their beautiful words, that make me feel appreciated from afar. It’s always the ones, you know the ones who pull the perfect string, to make your heart sing. It’s...
July 2010
23 posts
