Questioning;

Whyyy do we stupid humans do this to ourselves?
Put ourselves in impossible situations
So i go into this
Knowing it cant end well
But i just didnt know it could hurt so badly
How can i care about someone so much that ive only spent two solid days with
And how much can you get to know someone throw text and chat
Really,

I feel so stupid

I just wish you would talk to me..

Vanilla;

The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere

‘Cause I’ll doze off safe and soundly
But I’ll miss your arms around me
I’d send a postcard to you, dear
‘Cause I wish you were here

I’ll watch the night turn light-blue
But it’s not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly

The silence isn’t so bad
‘Til I look at my hands and feel sad
‘Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly

I’ll find repose in new ways
Though I haven’t slept in two days
‘Cause cold nostalgia
Chills me to the bone

But drenched in vanilla twilight
I’ll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because
When I think of you I don’t feel so alone

I don’t feel so alone, I don’t feel so alone

As many times as I blink
I’ll think of you tonight
I’ll think of you tonight

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I’ll taste the sky and feel alive again

And I’ll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won’t forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach
Back through the past
I’d whisper in your ear
Oh darling, I wish you were here

When somebody says you’ve changed, it’s only because you stopped living your life their way.

Baby;

I still carry that yellow bear you gave me
Everyday

For the amount of fucking tears ive cried
It just doesnt stop hurting

Why cant life be a movie

And so;

incredibly just not right for me?
in any kind of shape or form.
so what the fuck?!

Mad;

mad mad mad mad mad maybe he was right

Stick it out;

She was different.
Not the type you would see in a magazine. Not quite your ordinary teenager.
Appearance? Well different yes, but substantially standard.
It was what was on the inside. A yearning that never met any satisfaction. She was all kinds of colourful.

She stirred as the morning sun glistened through her blinds and drove into her eyes. She rubbed her lids and slowly blinked. Looking at her fingers she saw the mascara smudges, it was another morning of panda eyes.
She yawned as she fumbled for the alarm clock, curious for the time.
4.06.
‘Not exactly morning’ she mumbled as she forced her face into her pillow. The warmth of the flannelette brushing against her cheek.

Considering;

Taking my last post off private.
I guess it needs to be read one day..
I dont know.
I guess im not really sure of anything anymore.

But can you break something that was never really whole in the first place?

Fuck.
My.
Head.