January 2010
i wake up. i feel really sad. i leave dallas and enter the real world again. where there are admissions essays and hurt and homework and plays. this is really hard for me to face. i want to pick up all my things. buy a plane ticket. go to tennessee or texas or new jersey or england or wherever i can. start a new life. not that i don’t love what i have here. i do. but why does it have to be...
December 2009
i wake up. it’s warm and time moves slowly. it feels like i’m floating but i know i’m not dreaming anymore. there are voices downstairs. snippets of cordial conversation wafting up to me where i lay. it’s my sisters. they don’t talk to each other much, not without fighting anyway. and i smile because this feels right, this feels good, this feels perfect. like i am...
“you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you”
-ee cummings, i carry your heart (submitted by: lizzardlips)
i wake up. time to shower. i go somewhere only to realize i’m not really wanted there, just a back up plan yet again. that’s okay, i’m happy being here even though i know i’m not who you wanted to be here. so here i am. sitting. waiting.
i wake up. sunshine falls lightly over me. i am disappointed that i cannot hear the steady sound of rain. i glance at the clock expecting it to read one pm but it’s only eleven thirty. i’m happy with this, i don’t like sleeping past twelve. everything is so quiet. i drag my legs from the covers, they feel heavy. the heater comes on and i’m wondering why because of the...
i wake up. it’s cold, i left the window open last night. i get ready alone. everything gets on my nerves because i’m so tired. it’s really early, too early for christmas break anyway. i keep worrying about you. and everything involved with us. like, how long do i get to keep you close to me before i have to let you go too? when will i say something wrong, do something stupid, and...
“Forgive me for stating the obvious, but the world is made up of all kinds of people.” -Haruki Murakami (via writingsarah)
i wake up. pull at the covers, my phone cord is wrapped around my body. my clothes are tangled up. apparently i’ve been tossing and turning in my sleep. my alarm is going off, who sets an alarm on a saturday anyway? i turn it off, unwind myself from my cord. someone texted me but it’s too late to reply now. sleep sounds so good. i lay my head back down. sleep.
i wake up. it’s...
“Your careless words undo me, leave the thought of us behind” -No Ordinary Morning, Chicane (via kari-shma)
but as much as this hurts now, i sort of feel like it’s going to be worth it. this struggle is my undoing and my growth. i will learn, laugh, overcome. i will become more of who i want to be everyday.
blua:
All You Need Is Love | The Beatles
realization.
i am a back-up plan. i am everyone’s back-up plan. i guess i’m okay with that.
all the you's.
you impact me more than anyone. i cling too tight because i don’t want to lose you. because you’re closer to me than anyone.
i miss you more than anything. i didn’t think i could possibly feel like this all over again, but i do. you’re so different and yet you’re the same. beautiful, lovable. i think i will always love you.
you are sunshine. hug me again.
you are...
tonight:
bad. the feeling of being unwanted when you pull out your phone and have one new text and i know who it’s from. sitting there trying not to watch you disconnect from me.
good. losing myself in good music and remembering to breathe, that it’ll all be okay. somehow.
“The act of breathing in and moving on is an art I stand for.” -PK, Slow Is The Ascent (via: thedoorgal)
today has been a good day. here’s the rundown. i woke up earrrrrrly. well, not VERY early, but getting up at 7:45 on a saturday isn’t the most fun. :P but it got more fun because i went to a jazz/ballet class. i love dancing, ferreals. i’m really bad at ballet, but we did an...
Beauty in Everything - Photography →
mission: tumblr today with a picture of one thing you really really love or are thankful for!
Beauty in Everything - Photography →
mission: find something or someone next to you. hug it.
“Act with kindness, but do not expect gratitude” -Confucius (via justbesplendid)
“On this day, you read something that moved you and made you realise there were no more fears to fear. No tears to cry. No head to hang in shame. That every time you thought you’d offended someone, it was all just in your head and really, they love you with all their heart and nothing will ever change that. That everyone and everything lives on inside you. That that doesn’t make any of it any less...