July 2009
13 posts
Bruised but not broken.
Been alot that I’ve been through. I cried a tear a time or two. Baby, you know I cried some over you. That was my first mistake. Had my heart kicked to the ground - love ripped me up and tore me down, baby. That ain’t enough to break me ‘cause I’ll rise above it, I’ll pick myself up, and I’ll dust the pain off my heart.
And I’ll be alright, I’ll...
Gravity.
Something always brings me back to you - it never takes too long. No matter what I say or do. I’ll still feel you here ‘til the moment I’m gone. You hold me without touch. You keep me without chains. I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your reign. Set me free, leave me be. I don’t want to fall another moment into your gravity. Here I am...
I find your energy sequenced to mine as we push...
Carry out the sounds past the west horrizons. I’m standing still, I’m standing still. Why I parted all the change? No body indured. Well I’m walking out, I’m walking out. What do you expect of me? Did you think that this was all an excuse for hospitality? I know you think its all because of me. At first glance, I’m breathing, leaving myself no room to move, at all. My...
'They tried to kill chivalry, but we brought it...
Let me know if you want to be alone. Can’t find your heart. Improve what you aren’t. And fake what you can. Take this, baby, embrace this. I need you like I hate this. Why can’t you face this? Who said that we were over? You call it closure, but you don’t even know her, pulling me closer. All my friends are sinking slowly. Take me, bend me, no, break me. I need you like...
"But you’re so hypnotizing, You’ve got me laughing...
I see us in the park - strolling the summer days of imaginings in my head, and words from my heart told only to the wind - felt even without being said. I dont wanna bore you with my troubles, but theres something bout your love that makes me weak and knocks me off my feet. I love you, more and more. We lay beneath the stars under a lovers tree that seems through the eyes of my mind. I reach out...
Can I get a whatwhat?
melsteele:
For stupid ass (almost)boyfriends, who think that it’s okay to let their (almost)girlfriends just walk away from them, and continue to ignore them for long periods of time? Or a whatwhat for the guys who just honestly deserved to be punched in the dick? Can I get a whatwhat for those girls who’ve given those boys every fiber of their existence (excuse the gayness), no exaggeration...
“Remember when people used to say “boss” when they were describing something...”
– Michael Scott (via theofficequotes)
This made my day.
Hmm.
skatethedream:
Have you ever went to somebody’s page whom you’ve never met before and thought to yourself “I wish I knew this person”? What’s wierd is that you can, but you choose not to either because your intimidated or your just too shy. And as days past your so tempted to comment that person and just be like “Hey, I’m so and so” yet still you don’t. It stays in the back of your mind and...
Our life is like a canvas and we are the artist.
Our life is like a canvas and we are the artist. We are supposed to determine what colors we are going to use, what the colors represent, and what the overall painting is suppose to express. I’ve never been a good painter. Never have, doubt I ever will be.
The statements written above is part of the preface of a short story that is currently in the process of being written. Me being the...
