how come i can never seem to give up i just keep fighting. its never gonna go away. it haunts me when i least expect it and then it brings up so much more pain. i don't know what to do. i have the urge to just pick up and leave. what is stopping me? besides the fact i have no place to go. i have nothing here. never have. these tears i shed are not from you but from the pain in my heart. the pain i buried so deep down. its time i just threw in the towel. i was never good at this.... love you all so much,trin anna i love you more than anything
need to leave need a new place need new surroundings
i dreamt i died in your arms last night, due to heart and lung failure. i am hating these death dreams. i need them to stop.. i love my life i am just too cnfused too much pain inside and i don't know why, but why would i dream of death ugh what the fuck is going on with me.
Saints and Sailors
This is where I say I've had enough
and no one should ever feel the way that I feel now.
A walking open wound,
a trophy display of bruises
and I don't believe that I'm getting any better.
Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
and I'm thinking awful things
and I'm pretty sure that few would notice.
And this apartment
is starving for an argument.
Anything at all to break the silence.
Wandering the house
like I've never wanted out
and this is about as social as I get now.
And I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing you
'cause they would never do,
I would never do.
So don't be a liar,
don't say that "everything's working"
when everything's broken.
And you smile like a saint
but you curse like a sailor
and your eyes say the joke's on me.
~dashboard confessional~
mmmm veggie pattie yay... anyways, i am doing much better. did a lot of thinking and much searching and threw alot of my pain behind me. its been haunting me for too long and its about time i got rid of it. just gonna live my life and reach my goal as far as getting out of my house down to nj/ny area. oh and i am still trying to quit smoking b/c it hurts like a bitch to breath and i sear i can feel my lung and heart struggling to keep up with me.. well thats my update peace out my loves
need to leave need a new place need new surroundings
i dreamt i died in your arms last night, due to heart and lung failure. i am hating these death dreams. i need them to stop.. i love my life i am just too cnfused too much pain inside and i don't know why, but why would i dream of death ugh what the fuck is going on with me.
Saints and Sailors
This is where I say I've had enough
and no one should ever feel the way that I feel now.
A walking open wound,
a trophy display of bruises
and I don't believe that I'm getting any better.
Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
and I'm thinking awful things
and I'm pretty sure that few would notice.
And this apartment
is starving for an argument.
Anything at all to break the silence.
Wandering the house
like I've never wanted out
and this is about as social as I get now.
And I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing you
'cause they would never do,
I would never do.
So don't be a liar,
don't say that "everything's working"
when everything's broken.
And you smile like a saint
but you curse like a sailor
and your eyes say the joke's on me.
~dashboard confessional~
mmmm veggie pattie yay... anyways, i am doing much better. did a lot of thinking and much searching and threw alot of my pain behind me. its been haunting me for too long and its about time i got rid of it. just gonna live my life and reach my goal as far as getting out of my house down to nj/ny area. oh and i am still trying to quit smoking b/c it hurts like a bitch to breath and i sear i can feel my lung and heart struggling to keep up with me.. well thats my update peace out my loves
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shedding skins and stretching feelings
struggling to find the right fit
you're still so young
always take the time out to really listen to yourself
be good to yourself
you. are. love.
xoxo