Friday, November 11, 2011

If I only knew the day I'd lose would be up to you..

Monday, November 7, 2011

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Take a step back. Fucking look at yourself. You are human. You are beautiful. You are so beautiful. And you can be anything. You can be everything. Do not hate everyone because someone broke your heart, or because your parents split up, or your best friend betrayed you, your father hit you, the kid down the street called you fat, ugly, stupid, worthless. Do not concern yourself with things you cannot control. Cry when you need to then let go when it’s time. Don’t hang onto painful memories just because you’re afraid to forget. Let go of things that are in the past. Forget things that aren’t worth remembering. Stop taking things for granted. Stop taking life for granted. Live for something. Live for yourself. Fall in love. Fall out of love. Fall in love. Fall out of love. Do this over and over until you know what it really is to love someone. Question things. Tell people how you really feel. Sleep under the stars. Create. Imagine. Inspire. Share something wonderful. Meet new people. Make someone’s day. Follow your dreams. Live your life to it’s full potential. Just live, dammit. Let go of all of the horrible things in your life and fucking live. And one day, when you’re old, look back with no regrets.
Yes Ma'am. ;)

Friday, September 30, 2011

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

How can you tell me all this shit? You love me, you always have loved me since the day we met, I hurt you so bad, I am the reason you treat women badly, you cant wait to be with me, you never stop thinking about me, I'm lucky you don't hate my guts. How can you tell me that you worship the ground I walk on and when I finally let you into my heart, my home, you fuck off and leave me hanging. Because I don't want to sleep with you the first day I see you after three and a half years. Well I'm sorry I'm not like the rest of your slutty ex girlfriends that jump into your pants when you say the word. I'm sorry I have a slither of self-respect.

You've got her in your pocket and there's no way out, now.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

so tell me now
If this aint love then how do we get out?