Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Miss Dreamer Making Reality

Miss Independant
Miss Free Spirit
Miss Too Difficult To Handle
Miss Big Ideas
Miss Big Actions

Monday, June 21, 2010

Doubt Doesn't Come Alone

There is no strength in my resolve; hope hath drilled holes in my wall.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

London, Paris, Mandrid

I move from place to place, run as long as I can run, not because I want to see the change of scenery, but because I'm scared of the past catching up with me.

The Moral Of The Story...

Fairytales are what they are.

If you go by Disney, they're wonderful little happy stories with neatly-done happy endings.

If you go by their original print, they're harsh, depressing and sometimes gruesome. Happily Ever After is never guaranteed.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Because Sadness is a Sound, Numbness is too Silent

Believe it or not, despite all these tears and all these sad songs, I am happier without you.

Friday, June 11, 2010

The Pull of Gravity

I hit the ground and fell to my knees.

So much for running.


Cheers to the life we once had.
Cheers to the life we wish for so bad.
Cheers to the life written in ink.
Cheers to the life washed away in the sink.
And cheers to the life that is so true,
Cheers to the life that is filled with a deep, dark blue.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Our conversations are laced with hidden meanings.

"Anything exciting going on in your life?"
Ever since I ditched you, disowned you, betrayed you?

"I blew up the world,"
I blew up my world.

"And I thought sharks were bad,"
Perhaps you're worse than the sharks we knew.

"Yeah, well, it was fun. You should have been there."
You should have stayed. Should have been there. But you weren't.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Safety and Comfort can be Two different things

The safest place to be is rock bottom.

Doesn't mean it's particularly comfortable, though.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010


Paradise got too tame,
I never got to see the rain,
Now I can't see the light,
But I'm doing fine,
Using up the sinner's time.

Ideals will be the death of us

Everyone has dreams of becoming a martyr.

But when it all comes down to it, who really wants to save people who only wanted to see you fall?

Circle One Choice in Each Group

[Dear/Hello/To The Person Who Broke My Heart and Being], You,

[One day/Some day/Eventually] I [know/guess/hope/wish desperately] that we'll finally be [even/close enough/still sitting on tipped scales].

I [can/can't/won't] wait for that to happen. Maybe then my [pride/envy/sadness] will disappear, and I can [move on/love again/cry into my pillow freely].

[Thanks/Yours Truly/Burn in Hell],

Monday, June 7, 2010

When Fog turns into a Summer's Day

And sometimes I don't hate you nearly as much as I did the moment before.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Leap of Faith

You tell me to take a chance; take the plunge.

So I do. And I drown in the waters of hope gone bad.

A Present of Poison

I didn't know you were talking using false friends.

If I did, I'd never have accepted your gift.