January 2011
To those who are deceived...
In the thoughts that they believe run risk of being trampled by the feelings they conceive.
You put your bar way up there where your arms cannot extend and when you try to jump just high enough you fall right off the end.
You recoil every concept that drapes across your brain and the loosely guided actions present problems all the same.
You hold too much desire in the words that crossed your...
Meh..
I should talk shit but I won’t. Isn’t worth it. This boys got me in his hands and he ain’t letting go. I don’t want him to. He’s the heart to my gram and I appreciate more and more about him everyday. We compliment each other in so many ways. We feel the same about everything liked we’ve known each other for ages but it isn’t so. So all I know is I can...
Fuck this feeling...
…thank you Russell. Thank you Jordan…thank you every guy I’ve ever opened up to, trusted, loved, etc. You fucked up my heart. You fucked up me. I’m just this insecure little girl. Afraid of love and myself. I hide in the corners of my mind in constant fear that all the pain I went through in my past will show up at my door again and punch me right in the face. Its almost...
Life is lemons
Sour as shit but still my favorite fruit. :)
Guess who got a job...
Meeeeeeeeeeeeeee
My prayer for the day...
Hey God,
Its me. Emily. So as you know I’ve been struggling pretty bad lately. Ive been trying to move away. To a life I can be happy with finally. I life with new challenges and new experiences. With new friends and new things to learn. A life I can wake up happy with everyday. Any opportunity I have to get a job that can pay the bills I get shot down. Its hard God. I’m trying. I...
Come look at the scars. Smother a heart. Opening up.
Its time to grow up...
…time to be on my own. Time to spread my wings. Fly from the nest.
Life...
Its like the never ending ocean.
It ebbs and it flows.
Will the waves be big…or small?
Nobody knows.
Its blue like my mood
And cold like my heart.
But whenever it ends…
Theres a start.
I find myself searching kilometers down.
Where the light doesn’t shine
And the depths mute the sound.
I float like amoeba and cling to the rocks.
But always resurface by the piers and the...
people killing people...
Being back on Tumblr...
…is like not smoking weed for ages and then smoking 5 blunts to yourself. You just can’t describe the feeling in words. Ya’ know what I mean?
