February 2012
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“And I thought of all the grief and sadness and fucked up suffering in the world,...”
– Joseph Gordon-Levitt (Mysterious Skin [2004])
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Ugly.
Sometimes I wrap myself in my shame… sometimes I wear it openly. Pain makes me feel alive. I want to bleed. I want to cry, and I want to feel pain. I don’t want to feel numb anymore. Never do I want to go back to that. The anger, it kills me… but I want to feel the blood and pain come out of my body, because it lets me know I’m still here for her. I don’t even want to...
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Piercings. :)
So, as of right now, I have the right side of my bottom lip pierced, a Monroe, my nose, my navel, ear cartilage, and both lobes. I want the other side of my bottom lip pierced, an industrial, both traguses, and double pierce my lobes. :) #eventually!!! I also have 4 or 5 tattoos in mind. :)
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Breathe Me by Sia... What I think it means.
It’s about self destruction…having a past of hardships that you didn’t ask for or deserve, and when you’re finally able to step away from it and see what happened to you, you realize that you have no idea who you really are. You feel small and insignificant, because you’re trying to find yourself in a cold, ever-moving world, and the only thing in the universe you...
Well. I’m either going to make this work or fuck it up hardcore.
It’s like I’m fucking stuck with this curse… I ruin EVERYTHING I touch. I’m a ticking freaking time bomb…
No...
I’m going to fucking throw it all away again… God damn it!!! I’m going to fuck it up!!! I feel like I can’t control anything. I feel like I don’t deserve him. I’m nothing. I’m so nothing…
You really can never know how attractive a man is until you see him in a suit… :)
I want you to know...
I want to be the one here for you. I want to be the one you can open up to, I know there’s no one else… I want to be yours. I know we’ve both been through some things that were tough on us, and I know you don’t want me to think you weak… but you should already know that I don’t think of you that way. I find you an inspiration… an inspiration to keep going,...
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My thoughts... at 2:58am.
Me + you = it’s mean to be. You know it is.
You’re beautiful, amazing, perfect. I don’t care what you say. You know we can work through it together. I want to work through it together. I want to be yours, and I want to make you feel extraordinary. Because you are extraordinary.
I want to hear about your day, I want to see you smile, I want to hear you laugh, I want to feel...
Absolutely Nothing Else to Say.
You know when it seems like everything is on your mind, but at the same time, there’s nothing? And you know when everything seems so complicated until you sit down and really think about it? I’m not even sure where to start. He’s amazing. Period. There’s nothing else to say here.
The prettiest smiles hide the deeepest secrets,...
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Shitting facts and puking logic
Maybe being a realist isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I mean, yeah, I think logically, but maybe it’s time to think big, and shoot for something higher instead of settling for this kind of stuff. Inspiration is the key here, it’s finally come, and I’m so happy it did. It’s nice to finally have that block removed; I can actually let the words flow now, like...
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It just got so crazy...
It was getting to the point where the damn movie didn’t even matter anymore. Absorbed in his smile, his laugh, and just… everything about him… I’m pretty sure I’m going insane. Or something. Rational thought? Psh. That left when he kissed me the first time, and was miles away when he looked into my eyes and told me how beautiful I was… it was enough to make me...