I'MA HEARTBREAKERRR.

I'MA HEARTBREAKERRR.

Answer here

It already has.
And i'm ashamed to admit it.
Now i'm just a ghost.
I'm in physical pain.
Be kind to me, and make this stop.
I'd rather not love you.
You know now. I had to be intoxicated to admit it.
And I want to take it back.
But it's unfortunetly true.
I swore this would never happen again.
Is she what you always wanted?
Innocent and safe?

Frodo or Sam?

I despise lord of the rings :)

Ask me anything :)

remmmmmmmmmba tha gud times innit!!

I do try :)

Ask me anything :)

can i please smother you in lurpak and eat you for breakfast? ...as a snack <3

Only for you ;) (L)

Ask me anything :)

dear life, i'm so sorry i misplaced you and left you in a skip. please forgive me. i was so distracted by the fact i was on TELEVISIONNNNNN. brb....need to snort some crack *5 minutes later* thats better. i love you lifeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee <3 <3 <3

hahahahah I love youuu more lifeee! (L)

Ask me anything :)

i want to anonymously have your babies.

Danni ;) (L)

Ask me anything :)

I'll start by saying I'm a girl lol and not some pervy guy. But I just have to say, and I mean this sincerly, you're utterly gorgeous. =)

Aw bless you, thankyou :). I'm sure you are too! x

Ask me anything :)

Who's the most beautiful person you know?

Shenaaz chenia x

Ask me anything :)

What's your favorite city?

A tough one, Paris or Amsterdam or Rome, I loved all three :) x

Ask me anything :)

i loves u to much.x <3

I love you too Bennett, my brotherr (L)

Ask me anything :)

Are turning into dust.

I'm wide awake.

It's mo(u)rning.

I'm not playing anymore.
it hurts.

You like to think you're immune to this stuff. ♥

Neither of you love me so please stop pretending.
You have no idea of what I believe in, that I possess a brain.
You called me cold hearted. And for once you are right. But i made myself this way.
This needs to stop.

Absent without leave.

You are dead, as I am.
so much but so little, so insignificant yet never leaving my mind.

I might be cold, but I'm just skin and bones.

I think I owe it to applaud myself that I no longer feel the need to starve myself to look like this. I am no longer a player in the fruitless journey to become a ‘perfect woman’, these realistic expectations enforced on us only cause self loathing.
From 119 to 130 lb.
I refuse to care anymore, I look healthier.

But alas; Relax, Relapse.

Even the best fall down sometimes, and I am no longer afraid to think or feel.

You were the worst thing that ever happened to me.

My heart has flown to fields of flowers and open roads
While I'm left lying in my bed.
The darkness holds little rest for weary bones.
Now turn the page, the chapter's ending.

The earth is on her knees,
as oceans cover me.
Sail your ship across my sea,
and I'll see you in my sleep.

'We'll do it all, everything On our own. We don't need Anything Or anyone.'

♥

'One minute i'm a little sweetheart, and the next you are an absolute creep.'

Into a plastic rainbow
And I have left myself to hang
In a halloween sky.

I let you tattoo a frown
Onto a face of white snow
Now I see footprints of a man
Running through my eyes.

Do I despise these perfect lies
I tell myself each night and day
Go kiss by blackened heart goodbye
I'm running out of things to play.

Hey, see I need to forget
That I've become a plastic rainbow
And I'm melting in the sun
And I have fallen from the sky
In a million multi-coloured lies.'

You said we were like sid and nancy.
sidkillednancy.
and in a way: You have killed me.
Enjoy the irony.
I cried all night while you stared serenely at the ceiling.
'Why are you different now'
'I've got you now, I don't need to impress you.'
Yet again I was seen as a pick me up, an object.
With no use but for the mechanical things, doing errands for you, someone for you to fuck.


I've Never Felt So Alive, Or So Dead♥

'Forever in control.'
'I'm always in control.'

What a nice damaging flavour of the month you have been;
ROT.


Unlike the others, I shout obscenties back. This is it without the violence, I feel my mouth saying things it would never say 'its not like this all the time'.
I could see myself changing, being moulded.
I am not a little character.
The fact I found out you were capable made me leave, capable of hurting me.
You have ground all confidence I had before into an organic, messy pulp.
Thankyou for making me realise that I was better than this.

All I really want is deliverance..#

'And all I really want is some patience
A way to calm the angry voice
And all I really want is deliverance
Do I wear you out
You must wonder why I'm so relentless and all strung out
I'm consumed by the chill of solitary
I'm like Estella
I like to reel it in and then spit it out
I'm frustrated by your apathy
And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land
If only I could meet the Maker.'

I'm eighteen on Friday, and as excited as I am its going to ruin everything.

Last free sanctuary..

It is nessercary to suffer to be beautiful-Unknown.


'Lights out,
I still hear the rain,
These images that fill my head,
Now keep my fingers from making mistakes,
Tell my voice what it takes,
To speak up,
Speak up,
and keep my conscience clean when I wake.'

I never wanted what I am becoming.
Unfortunetly I am perpetually human.
Open up your heart, and then?

'I've never told a lie,
and that makes me a liar,
I've never made a bet,
but we gamble with desire,
I've never lit a match,
with intent to start a fire,
but recently the flames,
are getting out of control.'

'I am,
in a room I built myself.'
As she sings she chokes. It constricts. You are simply a mirage in my mind, I construct you as I wish.
Its come full circle and all gone too far.
I've fallen too fast, and there's no going back.
If I think I can change you, then I am deluded.
You own me and I own you.
I have altered myself to fit your specifications.
I've weakening, its petrifying.
But maybe I should surrender, stop treading water.
I'm tired.
Will it ever be right?


'In a consumerist society manufactured by men, appearance is seen as the main asset for a woman whereas with men this is not as important. In the edible woman, Atwood's commentary on the unrealistic ideals enforced on women is best shown in a scene in which Marian buys a dress she does not really like to comply with her husbands requests, and is transformed into someone she barely recognises, Marian compares this to an operation. Installed under a hair dryer, Marian finds herself part of an assembly line of identical women. Marian wonders if this 'inert' and 'simply vegetable' existance is what she is being pushed towards and refers to this experience as 'Nessecity of endurance' it is nessercary for her or a woman to do, to succeed, but altogether unpleasant.'

Slowing i'm achieving my 'destiny' and escape is futile.
Dependance is manifesting.

The things I have loved, i'm allowed, to keep. ♥

You made me feel like the other, a vessel. I do not belong to you.
On Saturday I softened, for once I did not close my eyes and hear your voice, imagine it was you.
Now you just fill my void.
My void.
Once more time with feeling.
I am being subdued, achieving my 'destiny' with every word I utter, yet again leaving proof of my mess all over the world.
My being.
There is only a maze of the unfamiliar.
I don't go backwards anymore, there's a lot I don't do anymore.
You say I am 'Complicated but fun'
Yet I am not ready to reveal myself to you.
And you, when the elaborate mask leaves my face, and the cracks are evident, and piles and piles of thoughts are made clear, You do not do me the 'common courtesy'
You are 'typical'.
How am I expected to maintain this optimism?
I shall not sink into the realms of dependancy.
I am not, 'the other'.

Potentially lovely, Perpetually human♥

Yesterday I saw this at the van gough exibition.
It was so beautiful.


'Even the knowledge of my own fallibility cannot keep me from making mistakes. Only when I fall do I get up again.'


'For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.'


He was not the mad man I have percieved him to be, just a little lost.






'I am
Through the woods and past the trains
I wait here in vain
Scrubbing out the stains again
Potentially lovely
Perpetually human
Haphazardly open
Open
Open

Open up you heart, and then
In a night, the snow starts falling
And everybody stares
Through their windows at the streetlights
Too beautiful to see

I am
In a room I've built myself
Four straight walls
One floor
One ceiling
And day after day, I wake up feeling
Day, way
Day after way feeling

Potentially lovely
Perpetually human
Suspended and open
Open
Open
Open

Open up
Your heart
And then..'



Regina spektor♥
And then?
I know not what I do.

So, What's new?

[See Illude.] Deceiving by false show; deceitful; deceptive; false; illusory; unreal.

Detatchment:
1. The act or process of disconnecting or detaching; separation.
2. The state of being separate or detached.
3. Indifference to or remoteness from the concerns of others; aloofness: preserved a chilly detachment in his relations with the family.



'history repeats itself, it fails to die
and animal agression is my downfall
I don't care about what you got, I wanted all.

It's bricked up in my head, it's shoved under my bed, and I question myself again..'

Remember, faith is precious.

Cos its bad to do what's easy, just cos its easy, I want to do what pleases me but I can't♥

'All Things will Die

Clearly the blue river chimes in its flowing

Under my eye;
Warmly and broadly the south winds are blowing

Over the sky.
One after another the white clouds are fleeting;
Every heart this May morning in joyance is beating

Full merrily;
Yet all things must die.
The stream will cease to flow;
The wind will cease to blow;
The clouds will cease to fleet;
The heart will cease to beat;
For all things must die.
All things must die.
Spring will come never more.
O, vanity!
Death waits at the door.
See! our friends are all forsaking
The wine and the merrymaking.
We are call’d–we must go.
Laid low, very low,
In the dark we must lie.
The merry glees are still;
The voice of the bird
Shall no more be heard,
Nor the wind on the hill.
O, misery!
Hark! death is calling
While I speak to ye,
The jaw is falling,
The red cheek paling,
The strong limbs failing;
Ice with the warm blood mixing;
The eyeballs fixing.
Nine times goes the passing bell:
Ye merry souls, farewell.
The old earth
Had a birth,
As all men know,
Long ago.
And the old earth must die.
So let the warm winds range,
And the blue wave beat the shore;
For even and morn
Ye will never see
Thro’ eternity.
All things were born.
Ye will come never more,
For all things must die.'

Some of the best things anyone has said to me today:

'I saw a quote today. "Sometimes I think I was born under a black cloud at the same moment a mirror broke and a black cat crossed a path."
Most of these things were going to happen at some point, love. It just all happened at the same time.'
'You can give people your body willingly, love. But your mind is your last free sanctuary - something you don't give to anyone. When you find theperson in your lifethat will have your words too, then you can look back on all this knowing that they didn't really have you.'
'I like to think I came out on top.
You will too. You don't have to be strong. Because it's our nature. "Only in suffering do we recognise beauty."'

I love you becka♥

Stretches out like branches of a poplar tree She says, i'm free ♥

I'm sick of seeming like someone who doesn't care, who wants to be used. I'm simply too good for that.
now i'm stuck with consequences thrust in my face'
Some would say i've had billions of chances, but they were never right.
They were never right. And this? I don't know.
I'm not ready to sacrifice my independance, so I guess it won't.
In sleep, is the only way I can achieve peace.
' in the scheme of my years
it just serves to blugdeon my futile tears.'

I have to read a poem, at your funeral.
About the spring, you loved nature.
You loved peace and no fuss, and now you have it, and that's how it'll be.
I love you and I miss you.

And depending on the weather, i'm a changer;#

'You know it saves me to think even for a little while
I owned the set of shoulders that you came to rely on
Like in that movie theater when you whispered in my ear
I almost didn't make it
This has been my hardest year
Your job is killing you faster than a cancer could
So now you're giving up like they always said you would
You've got that old map out now and you found the farthest town
You hope that if you're lucky this is where you'll settle down

I don't care where you move I don't care if it's far
All that I ask is that I know where you are 
In case our timing is right
In case you need more from me
Than a bit of advice
Or a tongue full of sympathy

You know it kills me to see such a pretty girl so tired
You've got your mother's cheekbones and your father's crooked smile
Forget all those places that you've never really been
And all those situations you somehow found yourself in
Let your body sink into me
Like your favorite memory
Like a line of poetry
Or a fucking fit of honesty.'

I don't like this song, but the lyrics were just so poetic.
Its not sunk in still, that you don't remain anymore.

You are dead. I have to keep saying it aloud as clarification.You stopped eating, and i didn't want to see you, because you were fighting to be set free, you looked like a prisoner of the holocaust, broken already. My mother said you'd lost your soul a long time ago. But when I last saw you, two weeks ago. You held my hand, and you were never one for affection, and you told me good luck. You kept looking at me though, but you didn't know what you were doing. It was animistic, scary, raw. You look frightened, I couldn't look at you for too long without crying. You said 'we used to hold hands once' and looked so full of childlike nostalgia, and it was lovely. You stopped making sense, but that was okay because then you weren't as bitter and rude. I saw what you always kept hidden, emotion. And that's how I'll remember you.

I love you, I miss you, and with everything I don't feel I can cope. I am not stable enough to.

I have not changed.

And I doubt I ever will, and therefore I'm stuck.

It's all come crashing down, hello 2010.

Feel like running.

Everything's static, and everything is falling apart.
Everything I believe in, falling apart at the seams.
I honestly know some of the most interesting, and in turn messed up people possible.
I look to them for advice, strength, comfort.
And they are so Important to me I can't even fathom it.
They're all so beautiful.
I have replaced all the love I could ever give someone intimately for the love of these people.
And worrying about them is making me feel sick, so sick.
I'm not going to pretend that I haven't ever gone on a downhill spiral, that I haven't destroyed myself, because I did, only to completely reinvent myself once again. Good or bad I can't decide.
But to see so many people I care about going further and further into destroying themselves.
I've become mundane, settled, in a limbo. And all around everyone is going out and doing everything possible. We all thought 2010 would be better, and its had one of the worst starts possible.
Causing harm.
I want the best for them.
Because what's best for them is best for all of us.
And I really do hope.
♥

'But a friend of mine says it's good to hear
That you believe in love even if set in fear
well I'll hold you there brother and set you straight
I wont make believe that love is frail
And willing to break

I will come back here, bring me back when I'm old
I want to lay here forever in the cold.
I might be cold but I'm just skin and bones
And I never love England
More than when covered in snow

I wrote my name in your book, only god knows why
And I bet you that he cracked a smile
And I'm clearing all the stuff out of my room
trying desperately to figure out
What it is that makes me blue
and I wrote in a big letter to you
And it's 22 pages front and back
And it's too good to be used
and I tried to be a girl who likes to be used
I'm too good for that
There's a mind under this hat and I
Called them all and told them i've got to move

I'm out man , it's too hard

Feel like running, feel like running
Running off.
And we will keep you, we will keep you little one
Safe from harm, like an extra arm
You are part of us.

You were so smart then in your jacket and coat
and my softest red scarf was warming your throat
Winter will leave us, left the end of my nose
So goodbye old England 'till next years snow..'

'They fuck you up, your mum and dad..#'

'They fuck you up, your mum and dad.

  They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another's throats.

Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don't have any kids yourself.'-Larkin.



how could two people so flawed create a perfect daughter?
You say I am a failure, sometimes I think that If I never was you would've been happier.
You could've felt like you could've left him.
You confide in me about your fear, anger towards him you let me feel sorry for you, so i confide.
But you use this against me, to stab me in the back.
You manipulate me, and I was stupid to thing you were strong or liberated.
You are as trapped as the classic housewife,
afraid of being alone. Well you already are.
and this is the end of me trusting you,
thinking that you are a good person.
Bye mother.
Have fun alone :).
I will never let myself be like you.

But once love got me in the gut, there was no real fight, it tore me up;

'Think my bones are breaking
under black eyes and bookcases up to the sky
the promises i made myself -
that i wouldn't land it cause it's a bad habit -
they don't help

the nights are crazy
and when i try to sleep
all i see is grinding teeth and soft skin
you're biting into my mess
and i bask in the pain that comes to pass

the heart wants us to fall in love
everyone i know wants to fall in love
but love once got me in the gut
there was no real fight, it tore me up.'

Have I surrendered?
Gone back on everything I 'stood for'.
Its impossible.
To learn to like oneself, to stop yearning for comfort.
I got my best friend back ♥

I belong to you for now..#

Alice in wondeland comes out on my birthday, the screenshots look incredible.
I'm not Tim Burton's biggest fan but I may have to see it.

'But it starts with a picture
And it sits in your frame
And we part with a letter
And it ends in my name
And it starts with forever
And it ends with a touch
And I know that you're clever
And I don't ask much.'


'You said I'm arresting
You said I had heat
I really thought we'd go further
The second time we meet
Cause I'm tired of trying to keep you
All I want to do is sleep
Then perhaps when I'm sleeping
You'll get back on your feet'


Familiarity.



'I can be elusive if you want me to
I'm not being intrusive I just wish I knew the truth
As to why I wait for you
Longer than the average person would
And why I think about you
More than I think one should

Our bodies fit together like a make shift puzzle
It's clear to see why you puzzle me
When you turn your frame and you whisper my name
As though I am a burden

Because I'm making up for lost time
And I'm making up for you
And I'm waking up from last night
And I'm waking up with you
So what's new?
So what's new?

I am at your house
I belong to you for now
Trying to impress you but lord I don't how
I can be a statue if you want me too
I'm not being difficult I just need to know the truth..'

Ellie goulding is truly beautiful, and she's made me so happy today.

Where did the people go? My hands are empty, you're not the answer I should know..

Kaya Scodelario is one of the most beautiful women i've ever seen.


'They couldn't think of something to say the day you burst
With all their lions and all their might and all their thirst
They crowd your bedroom like some thoughts wearing thin
Against the walls against your rules against your skin..'

At last, I know what I want to be. ♥

'I'm sorry it took me so long.'

I'm thinking of going platinum blonde, and shorter, But I haven't the money.
'You're a little bit damaged, i'm a sucker for that. want to take you in my hands, want to bring you back.. You're a little bit jaded and you're closing the door, and all that you felt then you don't feel anymore. I'm the picture that's faded, I'm the love you don't trust, take the girl out out from under glass and she'll always want too much..'

You confuse me.
And i'm trying, I really am.
I'm looking forward to: Town with the lovely Shenaaz Chenia tomorrow, & a catch up, lots of tobacco, Mickey Finn's and fight club with Danni on Friday.♥
Keeping saniiityyy.

And I'm sick of all these Patriotic Groups on facebook.
I love England but it's not perfect.
And I don't support either war, does that mean I shouldn't live here?
Soldiers are neither heroes nor villains.
I'm bored of bigots using patriotism to be racist.



EDIT; You are 2009esque, so I wash my hands of you. You yearned for power, and so tried to confuse me at every twist and turn. Well I'm not allowing it. If you're looking for a pick me up, I won't be yours.

She's like a butterfly, hardened into an enamelled lapel pin while still half out of the chrysalis, how will she ever unfold?'

'TRAM WIRES, CROSS MELBOURNE SKIES. CUT MY RED HEART IN TWO. MY KNUCKLES BLEED, DOWN JOHNSON STREET, ON A DOOR THAT SHOULDNT BE IN FRONT OF ME.TWELVE THOUSAND MILES AWAY FROM YOUR SMILE; I'M TWELVE THOUSAND MILES AWAY FROM ME. STANDING ON THE CORNER OF BRUNSWICK GOT THE RAIN COMING DOWN AND THE MASCARA ON MY CHEEK.'

Last night I watched Wallander, the English remake of the Swedish 'Sidetracked' books, and I fell in love with the song that's in the opening credits. I fell in love with the series too, its so moody and gripping.
I'm reading The Robber Bride, its incredible.
First AS retake tomorrow, and my brain is just about full of philosophy. I really hope I pass.
I have an urge to go charity shopping.

McRomance. Want some fries with that shake?

'I'm not a concept. Too many guys think I'm a concept or I complete them or I'm going to make them alive, but I'm just a fucked up girl who is looking for my own peace of mind. Don't assign me yours.'
I love Clementine, in fact I just adore this film, period. Its so romantic, and real.

You think its a good idea to slag me off to my best friend do you? Well, it isn't. No one ever said it meant anything, Not me and not especially you.
I didn't want it to. Nor did I 'use you' or whatever you think I did.
Nothing was said, and you saw me cry, which I really didn't want you to.
If you had listened to anything I said, you'd know It wasn't what I was looking for.
Nothing I said suggested otherwise.
So what I did, what happened, what does that make me?
Its completely acceptable for you to be casual about it with other people, but when I do it i'm a bitch? Just because I did something unconventional, and made you feel bad, doesn't deem me a bitch.
You are full of hypocrisy, shut up.



'If you don't have a date
Celebrate
Go out and sit on the lawn
And do nothing
'Cause it's just what you must do
Nobody does it anymore

No I don't believe in the wasting of time,
But I don't believe that I'm wasting mine

If you don't have a point to make
Don't sweat it
You'll make a sharp one being so kind
And I'd sure appreciate it
Everyone else's goal's to get big headed
Why should I follow that beat being that I'm
Better than fine.'

♥

Annoyed.

Okay so disliking you probably goes against everything I've ever preached, everything I believe in. But I am only human after all, and I find it hilarious that after all this you still retain the arrogance you have, towards me. Well in the end I got to upper hand didn't I? I was stronger than you and not as stupid. I will laugh at the contempt you show me. Obviously I hate him so much more, it would be silly to blame anyone else, but still. You are vacuous, shallow, weak, and aren't particularily pretty so :)
Don't tempt me, because one day I will say something. I think 'Faking slut' sums you up perfectly, and they are not my words.
And in the end, you can't ruin what is already ruined, and I would never had, if i'd have known.. Because there's such a thing as solidarity, and I would have put everything aside, because its just not right to inflict pain on someone else for oneself. But he was convincing, for a while anyway.



Well my UCAS, is being nit picked and is finally through, and pretty late actually. One of my resolutions for this year was to be more orientated to my future, it's important. Happiness is hard to achieve, but a good foundation to be happy and successful isn't in the end. I will be successful, I have a brain and i'm willing to use it. I want to go out there and prove myself, see new things. Change is an inevitable part of life, and is healthy for us, as people. And there will be people I'm going to miss, and others I will be glad to get away from as soon as possible. There are people however that I love and worry about, a lot. I can't say i've always done what is best for me, but I never feel that I went off the rails, in the past few months I've learned more about myself alone, than I ever thought possible, and that has been good for me really, I've grown up.
Some people I'm leaving behind because I wonder what they'll be like when I come back. I'm not saying this in an egotistical way, that they'll fall apart without me. But I just wonder what will happen to them. Obviously many people are thinking about this, but I don't see the point of being hated for wanting to go to University? Leicester doesn't hold anything for me, I'm not going to fail my A2 and get a dead end job, I WANT to go further. My parents aren't paying for it actually, despite popular belief, i'm going to get a loan and be independant.
I even purposely picked one not too close and not too far away, so I could come back. When you grow up, you do see people less, but you can still be in contact with them, they can mean the same. But now I'm being bitched about because I'm spending more time on college work? I wonder why you do this, surely you want the best for me? What will happen to you? i'm sorry to say it but what will, you were clever and are clever enough to do a degree, you just have no self belief. But if you are happy as you are, and I'm not worth trying on then so be it. Despite all the times i've tried to help, but obviously that wasn't good enough was it? Do you think the past few years have been a walk in the park for me? No they haven't and i'm sorry to say this, but i've been through a billion times more than you have, not like its a competion and that some of it wasn't my own doing but still. This isn't the end of anything, nessercarily, I still have friendships that I made long before we ever met.
But we've splintered off into two groups.
And if i'm the bad one, if you're going to stay like that forever. Which I would never call my life gladly, it might work for you, but I'm just pointing out :)
Then so be it, Because its pathetic.
And you say you've grown up but I really think you need to look at a few things. If you go out of your way to ruin good friendships, then there's no going back. And you can complain til hell and back about your life, but if you don't do anything about it then it will never get better, DEAD END.
You do mean more to me than anyone on the planet. But there's only so much i'm willing to take.
There are several people, who this is about.


'So sick, so sick of being tired.
And oh so tired of being sick.
We're both such magnifacent liars.
So crush me baby, I'm all ears.
So obviously desperate, so desperatly obvious.
I'll give in one more time and feed you stupid lines all about "cleaning up my act...'

I'm so lost, not at all well, i'm so lost..

Same shit, different year.
It feels like an old friend, familiar, and its the familiarity that scares me, I remember I was not like this once.
I pick myself up time and time again, brush off the dush, but the cracks are evident.
I yearn for comfort, and Iam no longer robust.
We are actors in a play, you and me. You seem more capable than I am, more likely to win praise, awards. You can pretend til you stop breathing that you are a good person at heart, and that you didn't destroy me, that you no longer love me.

Whereas I forget my lines, come on stage intoxicated, and everyone knows the script. I'm condemned to be trapped, in the set forever more, as it fades.

There's always something holding me back.. in every sense.

And my blood won't stick
To the confines of my veins.
And your heart
Is gonna tear mine away.♥


I want something new./

And the sun was never called, and darkness spreads over the snow, like ancient bruises.

Do I burn down these walls that feel so close to home, or live easily, drabbly, with nothing to fear?
'Live fast, die pretty' is a quote often used, but what of the consequences?Surely for a while, we have to live with some of them.
Its not often that people worry that they have given too little, more that they have given too much, and then lost it all.
I really have no idea what you see in me, you have your pick of all the pretty girls..
But I do, feel something, i'd just never say.
My feet are too aquainted with concrete though, to take them off the ground.
Blind faith is not something i'd associate myself with.
I'd take a jump, but i'm tired.
Things are looking up though.









'And the clock still strikes midnight and noon
And the sun still rises and so does the moon
Birds still migrate south and people move on
Even though I'm no longer in your arms
Thought the mountain would crumble
And the rivers would bend
But I thought all wrong and the world did not end
Guess the maps will just have to stay the same for a while
Didn't even need therapy to rehabilitate my smile
Rehabilitate my smile

Thought I'd cry for you forever
But I couldn't so I didn't...'

Mastering oneself is true power♥