Life, uncut

I'm kind of a freak. I like weird things, I enjoy all different types of music, and I sometimes do odd things that nobody can seem to explain (not even myself) I complain, a lot, because I can't seem to fight off the creatures lurking in the darkness inside of my mind. I like to write. Lyrics, poetry, blogs, advice, and random nonsense that comes to mind. I sometimes get caught up in this false reality called the internet, and I have to pull myself away from it, or else I'd get completely lost. I have much to say, but I'll save it for another day.


Daily moods?   Ask; if you dare :)   Unleash your thoughts into my mind.

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“You’re more than a lover, there could never be another to make me feel the way you do. Oh, we just get closer, I fall in love all over every time I look at you. I don’t know where I’d be without you here with me. Life with you makes perfect sense; you’re my best friend. You stand by me & you believe in me like nobody ever has. When my world goes crazy, you’re right there to save me. You make me see how much I have, & I still tremble when we touch, & oh. the look in your eyes when we make love.”

Love

is not enough. You cannot just simply LOVE somebody and expect everything else to magically fall into place. There are requirements, such as commitment and willingness to put another’s needs before yours. You can’t just assume an “I love you” will solve everything. Did you ever stop to think about putting yourself in this person’s shoes? How do they feel? How do they think? What makes them happy? Probably not. You’re probably sitting there worrying about what makes YOU happy because that’s all that matters, right? Wrong. SO wrong. If you love this person, you should want them to be happy as well. Why isn’t that your number one concern? Maybe if you out yourself in their shoes, they’d try to put themselves in yours…

This was not my intended direction of speech but as you see it’s where I ended up.


Head over heels

Or something like it. Everything I have searched for in every person I’ve ever met, that I started to believe didn’t exist, has become mine. It fell into my lap as if it were fate. I am so unbelievably crazy about you. I wish I hadn’t made myself so vulnerable, simply because it’s unlike me to feel this way about anyone. I didn’t believe it was possible to feel what I feel for you, but I feel it with every beat of my heart, and its no secret that I’m wrapped up in you. I hate to sound so lovey dovey, but I’m speaking from my heart - the very bottom of it. You helped me realize how much I had to offer, and you made me believe in myself again. You are the missing piece I thought I didn’t deserve to find. You are everything that everyone else told me I didn’t deserve, but you believe in me. You have my whole heart, and I trust you with all of it.

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My writing

decreases, because I’m happier, and my sickness shows less. My heart doesn’t bleed so much anymore, so my inspiration has weakened.. Maybe one day I’ll leave it altogether. I’d be okay with that. Writing was my passion, but I’d be alright with letting it go if that meant I could be happy. I could pick it back up if ever I felt broken again. For now though, I’m okay.. I feel like I’m really alright.

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You

make me smile. ALL of the time.

Sometimes we get so tired

of waiting for something we know may never come, yet we are afraid to move on because in that moment that we step away, everything we ever wanted could be standing on the other side of the door that we just shut.