Posted April 9 | Leave a Comment
yeah, well i did. love him [for those who don't speak french] right now i think he hates me. and i'm not quite certain i'm ok with that. read more
Posted March 28 | Leave a Comment
sorry kids i moved it from my bulletin board thing. too much shit on there. Hold onto my hand tight. Let`s dance to elevator music in public and show the world our innocnce I`m just a girl with melodramatic tendencies. You`re just a boy that makes me weak at the knees. What should I do when you can`t form sentences around me? You, my dear, are a secret addiction. (& I`m okay with that) But this could be magnificent. You could be heaven sent. (somehow I`m not okay with that)… read more
Posted March 20 | Leave a Comment
[this isn't a poem, it's just me rambling] if he knows how much i miss him. if he knows how much i need him. if he knows that i know he's not ok without me. this situation we're in is such a big mess. and neither of us wanted it. each day makes it so much harder. but so much closer. i miss the smell of him. the way his mouth is uneven when he laughs. how he can sing anything and it sounds like heaven. how his guitar matched that sound. how he spent just as much time in the bathroo… read more