December 2008
6 posts
this is how you do it- god loves ugly
The next twenty four hours are going to be the longest ones that I have ever had to get through up to this point. And so many more anxious hours will follow. I made myself and one other person a promise four years ago and there is nothing, not a single second of life that could make me break it. I don’t know where this is about to go. I know that things are going to get a lot worse, and the...
I’ve been sitting here for at least twenty minutes now, trying to find some sort of words to force out. This should be easy. It could be easy, but I am unable to speak a word and that makes it much, much harder. So what can I say? I can say that it is not true when someone tells you ‘things can’t get worse’. I can say that I am going to be consumed with this forever. Even...
this is
worse than
hearing that
you died
my nightmares just came true
muddy toes
Something has been very heavy on my mind and I have absolutely no idea what to think about it- aside from thinking about it constantly. I have been through so much…too much…already at the very young age of seventeen. I was forced to not only come to sad realizations, but to accept them and take responsibility for them at as early as eight years old. I’ve spent my life...
Lenore
illuminated nights with quiet whispers while my head is burried in my pillow turn to torn and turned
into colder, lonely days oh how i wish you could stay this is different now than it should be truth has the ability to change someone or maybe, some things minor things important things nontheless your way with words have brought my sunken eyes to swell with tears i miss you more than you could...