September 2011
24 posts
Love Letter →
by ~love6
Hello Darling, It’s been a while. I’ve missed your touch, but more your smile. The way my name dances on your lips, those tingles left from a whisper kiss. Imagine those twilight set walks on the shore. Remember the time we spent wishing for more? It seems like forever. How long has it been? It seems like a lifetime since “way back when.” I’m sorry to...
Finished the narrative
I don’t know if I did this right but here it is >,<
He left that day on a missions trip, to help a small Christian shop in Kentucky. The trip was quite entertaining for him, He and his friends Jesse sat in the cab of a pickup truck watching movies on a portable DVD player, laughing, and telling jokes a majority of the way. There were a few instances where Jesse’s parents...
When you dream?
How are you supposed to feel when the last thing you saw in your dream was the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen, and you feel you’ll never see it again?
we should all learn from this
There’s a weight over me today It’s something I have to say Love you too much to leave Don’t like you enough to stay My head’s in a mess And I’m stressed But I guess it’s a test in the quest for happiness And the rest of that mess So I best just acquiesce Even though I’ve grown tired of you And that ain’t meant to sound spiteful I’m...
I have to write a narrative autobiography
Well in English class I have to write a narrative autobiography, and I am supposed to write it as if I were writing it as an essay for a college application. We weren’t given specific topics to write about other then that, so I’ve got to look back into my life and tell a story about how I grew up, something that I think would make a college accept me over people who’s...
I've been given compliments lately
Wow over this week I’ve received a lot of compliments, and honestly it makes me feel fantastic. I’ve been complimented on my looks without first complimenting the other person, as well as I was asked if I had ever considered writing after they had read some of my writings. Personally I don’t think that I look all that great, nor do I think I am that good of a writer. I think my...
What I want.
So I’ve spent a lot of time trying to figure out my feelings and what it is that I really want. This is mostly because I’ve started to have more noticeable feelings about someone I once thought was… I don’t know what I really thought about them I just never thought I’d go back to them. I’ve talked to my friends about this, and I’ve been met with them...
Hickey
How are you so inconsiderate? You walk around with that thing on your neck and expect I be okay with it. Well I’m not, and till it’s gone expect that I won’t look at you.
I don’t care if it’s childish, it’s how I fucking feel! It bugs, bothers, cuts, and kills me, to have to see that crap.
and what might you ask makes me thing it’s a hickey? The fact...
Later that night
A lot has happened over the course of today. I went to a family reunion, and a lot seems to have happened in my personal life over just a single day. At the family reunion I talked to family members I see maybe once or twice a year, but best of all my cousin Brandon showed up, he moved to Ohio a while back and I haven’t really seen him in I think it’s been two years now. He’s...
Whats going on right lately.
The scars that were left never heal. They’ll probably be there forever, and they never get any less noticeable. At least when your the one with the scars you become accustomed to them and they seem to bother you less and less as time goes by, but there are still those times when you look in the mirror and think back to how you go them… I don’t know if it’s like this for...
This was written the day after the last poem I put up on here.
I’m sure I’ll be corrected if I tell you what I think, but you seem to think you can hurt me more. You can’t gurt me worse then you did when you broke our link, so say what you will, for you cannot hurt me more.
You say people are calling you a whore, well what can I say? How can I fight them when a part of me...
Poem is more then a week old
She isn’t really talking to me, and I assume by the end of the day I will see once again how it is to be single. Maybe there is just a lot on her mind, like things about that one annoying guy who finds that it’s okay to tell her lines and lies to try to win her back. She seems so sad, it could drive me mad. I’m trying to figure this out.
Could it...
Just a boring friday
So I finally took the time to connect my tumblr to my facebook, I’m not sure why I did it, or why I didn’t do it when I made this but it’s connected now and not even an hour after I did so I found that it may turn into an annoyance. My last few poems have been me expressing my feelings about how my breakup went and how I dislike things that have happened which I was running low...
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A friend
You say you want to be my friend, and claim you always have been. Forgive me for not believing you. A friend would had warned me before I ever got close, before we got there, before I cut my hair. You say you were my friend, when all that time you knew what was coming, and never even gave, the smallest warning. To keep me from getting attached…. No….. You led me on, and lied to me, you...
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I i I eye
I only seem to write in times of misery, it becomes my only outlet, this is true to me. I write when I really wanna fight, unless I have someone to keep me busy for the night. I now want to use someone, so maybe I can know how it feels, though I doubt I’ll have fun. I look for someone to fill the void, and do the things we once did. I still miss her, the first and only true love but it seems...
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science fiction [double feature]: When I See You... →
samisprat:
These words don’t want to go on paper,
because facing the reality of losing you
means I have to face finding myself again.
It hurts to see the sunrise now,
the night is my weakness
the safety within the arms of a stranger
For now the guilt is mixed in this drink
I can only follow you home…
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Why am I such a dick.
So yesterday it finally happened, she finally left me, and for the first time in as far back as I can remember I actually blamed someone I cared about for something, and I was actually very angry. I was angry that I was being hurt and angry that I did everything to make things work and even though nothing was wrong with the relationship it apparently wasn’t good enough for her, and after...
Consider me single
well I’m pretty sure that I’m going to be single by tomorrow, we basically already broke up today but we didn’t actually say “It’s over” it just kept coming to that…. She isn’t happy with being with me because she isn’t mature enough to handle a relationship and she wants to be able to whore around which is more important to her then someone...
Back to music
*leans back and relaxes* My finger tips are red and sore, and I am very happy. I’ve began to play my guitar again over this week, I used to play at least 20 minutes a day before I broke my hand, but now that I’m better and the band is actually starting to work I’m playing again and I’m hoping to get around an hour a day of practice if possible, even if that means just...
