Saturday, March 30, 2013

Missing You XOXO

I used to think if I became more interesting and worked on myself.....better guys would come along. But it turns out while I was working on myself....I lost a great one. I'll miss you always xoxo

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Some Boys......



Some boys are filling, some boys are filling the hole
They're making the killing at the top of the billings
Their role, and that's all that they know
But some boys don't listen, some boys don't listen at all
They don't ask for permission, they lack inhibitions
No walls, and they get what they want

But some boys don't know how to love

Some boys are singing, some boys are singing the blues
Joylessly flinging with the girls that they're bringing to their rooms
And then leave them, they're through
Some boys are sleeping, some boys are sleeping alone
Cause there's no one that's keeping them warm through evening
They know that they're on their own

Some boys don't know how to love

Some boys are filling, some boys are filling the hole
Some boys are sleeping, some boys are sleeping alone

Some boys don't know how to love [x4]

They won't get what they want

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Lost In The Fog.

I've been missing you. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever stop missing you, other times I hope I never do. It hurts and I hate that you aren't here to experience life with me. I hate that you can't celebrate happiness and that you'll forever be apart of sorrow. You got lost in the fog and I couldn't pull you out. I feel guilty that I made it and I couldn't bring you. It's as if I left you behind. How could I do that? I want so badly to have you with me right now. I want to hear your thoughts on so many things. Would you even care about half of the things I think you would?

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Life Is A Tragedy And Comedy.

Life is a tragedy when seen in close-up, but a comedy in a long-shot. - Charlie Chaplin

Friday, January 11, 2013

The Terrifying Journey Of Life.

Life is a scary thing. The future is a mystery, the past haunts you, and the present shocks you. I've been finding lately that I go back and fourth between being scared of my current reality and being shocked by it's very existence. I've been working hard to get to where I am now. It wasn't so long ago that I was graduating from high school and starting community college. Back then I had a lot of things to deal with that caused me to really see the world for all of its heart ache and pain. But I also really started to see the beauty in it as well. For the first time, I really saw things. But now I'm about to graduate university. I've done so much in the past 5 years. I've moved a lot. I've seen a lot. Sometimes I can't believe I've accomplished as much as I have. I knew that there were certain things I wanted to do, but I never knew if I'd actually do them. So sometimes when I look around at where I live and what I'm doing and what I've done, I'm in shock. But then I think about what I have to do next, which is crazy scary. I got through the stuff that may have seemed hard at the time, but I don't think it's anything compared to what comes next. Once I graduate, thats it. I'm in the real world. I'll have more responsibilities and more expectations. Sometimes I think i'm ready for it and sometimes I don't know if i'll ever be ready.

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

A Romantic.

“I'm not sentimental--I'm as romantic as you are. The idea, you know, is that the sentimental person thinks things will last--the romantic person has a desperate confidence that they won't.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald