February 2012
189 posts
Time for a change
I haven’t been me lately. I’ve lost sight of what I want in life. Although I know I love her, I know what else I want. To help people: ) and if she would like to be with me when I do that, that’s her decision. I just happen to think it would be amazing. Only time will tell, love is an amazing thing
January 2012
152 posts
only-the-unloved-hate:
Elvis - Can’t Help...
I just want some fucking happiness
I’ve always been so unhappy about myself. I’d find someone to be happy with and be treated like shit. I finally found someone who loves me and they don’t want to be with me. I was so fucking happy with her.. I did nothing wrong. I just want to jump off a fucking cliff. I don’t know what to do with my life and I can’t stop crying
I seem to be backed up
Nothing excites me. Can’t even stand to look at porn. It’s not what I want..
It's meant to be..
A will and Anjle satanic sex palace..
My mom just bitched at me
For just trying to be happy. God damn I wish I could just live to be happy instead of making money one day
Pain from every angle
Reading our conversations over used to be fun, but now it just makes me hurt more..
Fuck
It would be so much better to spend time away and alone if I could do it with you.. Being alone and without you makes it so much fucking harder..
Posting something does no good
No one reads it anyways, especially not the person I want to see..
Please change...
Everything I don’t want is right in front of me.
Everything I want is so far away, pushing itself even farther..
I'm being torn away from the inside out
The first thing to go was my heart, the rest is just pain..
Not being able to:
Tell your best friend your feelings.
Express yourself.
Kiss her.
Hold her.
Make love to her.
As this list grows longer, my heart hurts more and more..
Love
is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
What I want is so close
But I just can’t have it..
What I want
The days where telling you I miss you was followed by an I miss you too.
The times when I could send you a dirty message and you’d say, “my baby’s nasty?” The days where we were happy together..
