May 2011
April 2011
it’s like one thousand paper cuts soaked in vinegar
like the battles with yourself that leave you insecure
it’s all just a numbing charade
until the day you finally wake up and you’re not
afraid.
“when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down
without the rain there...”
– Gilbert K. Chesterton
happy earth day
fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore
she loves salting my wounds, yes she enjoys nothing more
i bleed confidence from deep within my guts now
i’m the king of this pity party with my jewel-encrusted crown
heaven’s not a place where you go when you die
it’s that moment in life where you touch her and you feel alive
the creep →
so long as men can breathe and eyes can see
so long lives this, and this gives life to thee
-shakespeare<3
it’s heavy and it hurts and it’s love
i love you.
i try and i try
but i just can’t.
