Tuesday, June 10, 2014

"You're an idiot" Aaron muttered at his monitor while stalking George's Facebook profile. George was certainly better looking than Aaron, and Aaron knew that. Aaron could also see that George wasn't exactly the most handsome guy, average at best. He scrolled down and stared at George's relationship status: In a relationship with Lisa Thompson.

Oh, Lisa. Lovely, lovely Lisa. He clicked onto his inbox and asked her how she was doing. He decided he was tired now and went to lie down in bed with his ferret, Lee. The best part of his life was how much Lee loved him and how excited she always is around him.


Dear diary,

all I want in my life is stability and normalcy. That is all I'm asking for. I wish to have a small home to live in. I wish to not have to worry about money. I wish to have someone who will take care of me and love me.

Early 20s in the 21st century is the worst for this stuff.
Tiel sat down and cried. She cried and cried and cried. Suddenly everything overwhelmed her and she thought about how much of her life is a lie. How many facts she hid and ignored to feel good. So much work had to be done to have the order she wanted in life. Maybe one day everything will go away. Maybe one day she won't actually have to deal with any of this shit.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

One ended things through flowers and sweets,

the other would leave and hit the streets.

This one however just keeps fucking talking and makes me even madder. -_-;;
It's funny how one ex makes me sad because I think of things that could have been

and how one makes me happy because I think of things that have happened.
Today I heard you name and went insane

Sunday, April 6, 2014

I remember the good ole days where I'd walk in quietly

while you were sleeping.

I'd lie down next to you

and slowly inch over

praying, hoping

just for you to touch me.

I turned away on my side

and moved millimeters at a time towards you.

I remember the good ole days

where all it took

was a lift of my shirt

and your hand on my skin.

I was all yours.