Anyway, I probably won't be posting that much here for a while because of that which was mentioned above... it's a lot of words haha.
So yeah...
Bye.


It's Easy to PretendIt's easy to pretend to be happy. It's easy to put on a smile, sing songs of love and joy, raise your face to the sun, and grin. It's easy to say "I'm fine" when someone asks how you are, and you're on the verge of tears. It's easy to pretend to be ok, when you are about to break down. It's easy, until someone actually looks at you, looks straight through your eyes and into your heart, and sees the pain. It's easy to pretend. Until someone really cares.It's Easy to Pretend


Growing OlderFrom the moment I met you, I loved you. My hazel eyes focused on your face, and I knew you would be a huge part of my life. I loved you. I lived on your hopes and dreams, understood the logic with which you explained the world. I grew up knowing I had you to count on, to answer questions, to scare away the monsters hiding under my bed. I loved you. As I got older I learned how you seemed so wise, how you new all the answers, how I was lucky to have you in my life. I loved you. But everything changed. Now, I realize your hopes areGrowing Older


Protection in MusicShe couldn't bear to turn off the music. When she did, she began to think. And she was scared of her own thoughts. Scared of what they could do to her.Protection in Music
So she always had her music.
Except for when she was with him.
He asked her why.
"I'm not scared of my thoughts when I'm with you," she whispered. "You keep me safe."


Not BelongingShe heard his voice filling the hallways of her usually empty house. It didn't sound right. She figured that she should be used to it by this point - he and his big, booming voice were here often enough. But being used to it and feeling that it was right are two very different things.Not Belonging
She was learning that well of late. There were a lot of things she had grown used to, but that did not feel right to her. There was the abandonment she felt when she went to "that other place" that she didn't feel like mentioning. There was the emptiness she felt when she knew that he had forgotten about her again. But she was used to it. &nbs


hailoi dont feel safe i dont feel warm i dont feel at homehailo
i want to be safe again so badly i just want to come back to that place where i always felt okay no matter what the problem is
when im not feeling okay
i just want to be hugged and to be told its okay
i dont think i'll have someone like that for a long time.
i dont understand why every night i think about the past and how amazing it was.
i think about being in that safe place again.. i want it more than anything
i really would give up anything to find that on


wowwwwwwdo i really give a fuck anymore i mean i guess i do considering it stings every timewowwwwww
why does it always have to hurt you dont even matter but yet it still stings.
i've pushed people away. but with that i've brought many more closer.
dont think for a second im doing something wrong because the whole time i was doing something wrong
now i have to realize that i have to keep doing wrong to get to the right. no matter what anyone says. i'll embrace it.
im doing what it takes to make me smile and to make the people clo
| I'm me. I'm unique. I'm weird. I try not to let what other people think of me affect me, but it bothers me more than I let on. I love to sing. Music = Life. If you want to know more, ask. |
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There's a blaze of light in every word, it doesn't matter which you heard, the holy or the broken Hallelujah.
~Leonard Cohen
WE NEED TO DO SOMETHING TIME IS RUNNING OUT.
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entranced, I gaze at the beautiful walrus. oh, how charming he is. if only he wore a top hat
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There's a blaze of light in every word, it doesn't matter which you heard, the holy or the broken Hallelujah.
~Leonard Cohen
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entranced, I gaze at the beautiful walrus. oh, how charming he is. if only he wore a top hat
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There's a blaze of light in every word, it doesn't matter which you heard, the holy or the broken Hallelujah.
~Leonard Cohen
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There's a blaze of light in every word, it doesn't matter which you heard, the holy or the broken Hallelujah.
~Leonard Cohen
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There's a blaze of light in every word, it doesn't matter which you heard, the holy or the broken Hallelujah.
~Leonard Cohen
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