December 2009
12 posts
i don't think i'm strong enough to hear the answer...
just like my way of thinking,  my lips and teeth are stained with wine. but after that final sip, i thought i saw your future within mine. and so here i am again, caught in another sleepless night, shivering under three blankets,  waiting for a fire to reignite.  but eventually i’ll fall into slumber, and though i shouldn’t be thinking of that boy.. maybe i like having someone to dream...
Dec 28th
Dec 25th
rebecca anne,
remember this night. remember the blunt, the friend, the talk. forget everything that bothered you yesterday, its time to only look forward. remember not to sulk. remember the amount of control you have, and that this makes living the way you are your fault. remember the feeling of gratification from accomplishing something (and accomplish things). remember to take risks to eliminate the chance of...
Dec 23rd
oh messy life
tell me that you don’t drag that blade across your skin… two months from today, i’ll turn twenty. twenty years old and nothing to show for it, nothing going for me, nothing to do, nothing fulfilling, or of importance, or meaningful.. even so, i just want this year to be over. both the year on the calendar and the year of my life. all the feelings that i’ve been putting...
Dec 20th
Dec 17th
Dec 14th
(revolution) nine
to think i could have had you. to think i did. to know i didn’t want to. but to be so caught up in the thought of feeling something.. anything. to regret it. to regret you. to be caught dead in my tracks, having lost all significance, all existence, to you. to be amounted to nothing in your eyes. to be subject to your disrespectful dishonesty. to be completely and utterly used. thank you.
Dec 14th
Dec 12th
Dec 11th
Listeni haven’t listened to this song in five...
Dec 6th
Dec 3rd
the longer i lay here
i’ve been listening to too much nineties emo the past few days.. it’s a total catch twenty-two because as nice as it is to feel understood (even though it may only be through the lyrics of some songwriter somewhere), i end up feeling lower than i did, dwelling on the heartbreak, self-loathing, and depression that is beautifully (bittersweetly) described in these songs. with this above...
Dec 2nd