Thursday, May 20, 2010

I don't want to feel like this, I constantly feel as if I did something wrong, when I know I didn't.
But my head hurts, my body aches, my heart feels like it's close to breaking even though I know this will blow over, it wasn't anything big, it wasn't anything real..but maybe it is the beginning of something real. Which I hate to think about. I don't know what I would do without my bestfriend and my love.
I beg for forgiveness just so I can see you smile because of me instead of glare and remain silent.
How pathetic is love?
I'd break my heart for you.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Oh Bon

There was just so much screaming.
Yells and Cries.
Our faces were red and distorted. Both of our eyes filled.
And then it stopped.
Silence, with a few sniffles thrown in.
We went from screaming to kissing.
In an instant.
You tell me that I'm all you've got.
And I suddenly feel the exact same.

it's become exceedingly difficult to hang out with my friends, and sure, a big part is my fault, but what about the rest?
I always complain about them, but never do anything to fix it because I don't think they would care if I tried.
I wish May 30th would hurry up and get here. And bring that special someone with it.

They don't care and neither do I.
I'm negative.
I can only keep friends who long to be kept by me.
Others just fall away by the way side.
That's just how I am.

Up with your turret
Aren't we just terrified?
Shale, screen your worry from what you won't ever find

Don't let it fool you
Don't let it fool you...down
Down's sitting round, folds in the gown

Sea and the rock below
Cocked to the undertow
Bones blood and teeth erode, with every crashing node

Wings wouldn't help you
Wings wouldn't help you...down
Down fills the ground, gravity's proud

You barely are blinking
Wagging your face around
When'd this just become a mortal home?

Won't, won't, won't, won't

Won't let you talk me
Won't let you talk me…down
Will pull it taut, nothing let out


p.s. A big black bird just banged into my window twice..how ironic.
"wings wouldn't help you, wings wouldn't help you...down"

Monday, March 22, 2010

And

A sigh of relief.

I'm numb.

And so extremely, incredibly, horrifyingly apologetic.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

it's strange how small your eyes can look.
Or how packed your mind feels.
When your thoughts are painful.
And dreaming is heartbreaking.
And Reality simply makes you sick.


I love you more than you think, I love you more than you know.
"I can't get out of bed today, or get you off my mind"

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

this is life.

Hayley

Andy is always to blame
6:54pm
Chelsea
those glares...
6:54pm
Hayley

he envies you
6:55pm
Chelsea
because of my broth? silly cat. broth is for the diseased <33
6:56pm
Hayley

he just wanted a taste!
6:56pm
Chelsea
yeah but hayley! i totally offered it to him by the end, and he just glared some more and pounced off the table.
6:57pm
Hayley

maybe you left a sick taste or something
6:58pm
Chelsea
my taste is always tasty. andy is just bitter that i rejected him the first time.
6:58pm
Hayley

you should have just given him a chance the first time!
6:59pm
Chelsea
... I was being too judgemental, I'll admit to that...
6:59pm
Hayley

you were, and he sensed that
6:59pm
Chelsea
tell him i'm sorry.
he didn't deserve such treatment.
7:00pm
Hayley

he nodded and acknowlegded your apology
7:02pm
Chelsea
i've never felt so relieved!