Sadness rushes through my veins as blood, reaching every part of my quivering being. My eyes lay low to never rise to the level of happiness. My breathing is weakened and the sensation of collapsing passes through me. My heart is losing its will to distribute this saddened blood through my body. My mind, on the upside of creativity from these emotions, is feeling heavy and tiered. My whole self is on the edge of giving up, my body soon to crumble to the cold, blue tiled floor in hurt. Excruciating pain covers me as the brisk waters of the salty sea on a starless night. My lifeless body is washed away from humanity. The waves attempting to giv
I try to forget
I try to forget his name,
I try to forget his voice,
I try to forget his scent,
I try to forget.
I try to forget the way he smiled,
I try to forget the way he looked at me,
I try to forget the way he held me in his arms,
I try to forget.
I try to forget his gentle touch,
I try to forget his soft kisses,
I try to forget our bodies melting together,
I try to forget.
I try to forget the way I loved him,
I try to forget the way he loved me,
I try to forget the way we loved each other,
I just try to forget.
it always seems like a good idea.
people always say they love everything.
i love somethings,
i love the sun, it always brightens my dayz.
i love flowers, they always seem to hold simplicity in a tangle of complexity.
i love art, it brings so much out in me, that i never knew about.
i love windows, they always let me see whats outside the box.
i love the mud, it always feels so good between your toes.
i love feet, they always get me where i need to go.
i love seashells, they hold so much life.
i love music, it always keeps me company.
i love my friends and family, they always put a smile on my face, eben through hard times.
i love
it sounds horrible.
everyone always trys to deny it.
but i hate somethings.
i hate the letter A, i never liked the curves, or lack there of.
i hate the color red, it never seems to be happy.
i hate being cold, i can never remember any time i enjoyed being cold.
i hate math, why so many numbers and functions.
i hate the smell of ciggarets, i feel like my life is being smothered away.
i hate getting my heart broken, i feel like something is tearing open in my chest.
i hate guns and war, nothing good ever comes out of it.
i hate that people can\'t be happy with what they have, why do people have to be so greedy.
i hate the concret st
Current Residence: Manhattan, NYC Favourite genre of music: techno, hip hop, punk , reggea, R&B, j-pop Favourite cartoon character: grrr from invader zim Personal Quote: Everything is just energy
well i am back from vacation and back in nyc. it has been an interesting past couple months, i wont really get into it. but today reminded me why i dont like to spend sundays alone, why i dont like to spend my life alone.
depressed.
my life is nothing like i thought it was going to be. it is so true that with a blink of an eye your life can be turned upside down. in the past two months things have happened that i never thought possible. i was living so happily after graduating college in flordia with my boyfriend, we had an amazing house i had a good job and everything was perfect, then everything came out. he had been cheating on me while i was finishing school in NY. 8 months he was with a lot of other girls, even had another relatioship with the girl staying with him. that lasted a month till she found out about me. there were a million signs but i was so