(2012)
#Beauty #Life #Love #Scars #Thoughts #Truth
I promise not to be a slore, to not want what comes or anything more. I promise to love, respect, and take charge of myself,
I’ll be the bad one again, the one who’s to blame and be raged on again, the one who is trouble, the one who is wrong,
Sometimes we forget ourselves in all that we worry about. We let our emotions get the best o… and care too much about what others may think.
It’s a crime to not love your own… but I break the law everyday. When I wake up, when I’m asleep, when you don’t glance my way.
It’s hard to let people in when you can’t even get a hold of yourself sometimes. Constantly being ridiculed on your…
What I think is the most selfish… is to hookup with boys when your b… And you can laugh and joke about i… but you won’t be laughing the mome… And I’ll have the last laugh when…
She stood there silent. Observing herself and her thoughts… “Is this real? Is this pretend? Should I be this distraught?” She see’s herself, flaws and all,
As the night stood still, and our bodies entwined, his eyes looked not through me, but at me, in me, around me, over me.
I see you as the dark sees the lig… right there where the colors bleed… where the most perfect moments hap… where everything’s serene. I see you as the wind sees the lea…
I’ll never be good enough. Nothing I can do or say will change this and although words do hurt, your obliviousness hurts equally.
To be numb is to feel safe, letting your mind and all the hate reappear and disappea… like the sun does on a cloudy day. To feel safe is to let go,
