December 2011
20 posts
I’m not so foolish. I’m not so confused. →
southerndecay:
I’m keenly aware of this flesh, of these years, of this time and that distance and all the empty silence.
I do want more and I do dream deep, I don’t pretend immunity to loneliness nor plead ignorance to expectation. But I am not defined by what I do not have, and I do not grant value based upon the company I keep.
Who I am is what I do, and what I do is because of who I am -...
1 tag
I blame finals for my previous typed post. 12 straight hours of working on a damn study guide will leave a man mentally exhausted.
I AINT SO EMO NOW, BUT I WILL TONIGHT THOUGH.
There are numerous times when I am reminded of her. It is followed by the sudden recollection of her beauty, laughter, voice, and smile.
A simple text or email from her makes me nervous. I begin to ponder as to how to reply back. This goes on for a few minutes. I wonder if she’s thinking about me.
That feeling of ecstasy is quickly dispersed, as I am reminded of the feeling of heartbreak...
2 tags
2 tags
2 tags
