April 2011
just when you think it's over
to top my lovely night of studying off, my best friend decides to guilt trip me via text about how she hasn’t heard from me since easter and how she is officially hurt. mind you, all the text said was “happy easter.” doesn’t exactly pressure an answer out of me, dear. let me remind you that sunday was this past sunday and that this week is finals week and that during finals...
leave me alone
anger. frustration. misunderstanding. confusion. angst. aggression. defeat.
i am only one person. i can only take so much. i consider myself to be strong, capable of surpassing the non necessities of life. i get blamed for a lot of things and i think at this point i’m just past dealing with it. at times, i know it’s coming. other times, it’s like taking a brutal slap to the...
cash
i hurt myself today
to see if i still feel
i focus on the pain
the only thing that’s real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but i remember everything
what have i become?
my sweetest friend
everyone i know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
i will let you down.
i will make you hurt.
i wear this crown of...
annoyed.
feeling as though i have just wasted three weeks of my life. i don’t know what’s more frustrating, the fact that you ended up being a disappointment or that i was considering trying. i should have watched the red flags rise and fall. i should have listened to my impatient instinct. our conversations were dull. your humor did not match mine. your immaturity was apparent in written...
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1 a.m.
lately i’ve been staring in the mirror
very slowly picking me apart
trying to tell myself i have no reason
with your heart.
but what i really feel my eyes won’t let me hide
because they always start to cry.
-Stevie Wonder
our friendship was instantaneous
constantly mistaken for sisters
prancing around town as if we were
tick tick
friends we remained
things changed as...
i am ready for change. something new. something different. i don’t necessarily feel stuck, but i feel as though i’m becoming too comfortable, which i don’t particularly enjoy. to me, comfortability in life equals boredom. you know what to expect every minute of every day and relatively everything feels and looks the same. routine is something i shun. i never thought i would say...
