Make me feel alive and I swear I’ll hold onto all of your pieces.
Who’s going with me to Fashion’s Night Out on September 8th?
There was something unsaid in my words. I was speaking but nothing linked together, nothing brushed over smoothly. My words; choppy and revealing. Revealing my anguish and my scattered thoughts. I didn’t know what to think of your hands or if you even thought anything of mine. And then you would smile. You smile with a smile that is genuine but I know that I’ve read genuine on faces...
There’s this type of something that constantly flips my stomach. It’s like running so quickly in one direction and suddenly stopping and turning around. Your equilibrium has no idea of what’s happening.
We can sit with hands trembling, our minds racing, anxious and awakened. We can run in circles and glide seat to seat. We can play musical chairs until we can’t contain our laughter any longer and lose ourselves in the rush.
I am not a fool, I do not need anyone in my life who doesn’t act as if they need me in theirs.
We should mate, or at least read together in a barnes and noble.– m.k.
chlobola: lessons learned recently: take care of yourself first before anyone else or else your chest will cave in do not assume that the people in your life will care and/or be there for you in a time of need. because expectation is the root of all heartache (says shakespeare) time and time again people will be indifferent to your life problems, even though you’re always there for theirs no...
The night was so loud but there was a silence swarming over my head. The shadows played tricks on me, catching my eyes, making my head turn.
They say that good things come to those who wait. I think that good things come to those who take steps in making good things happen to them.
So, as of right now, my schedule for next semester is as follows: Monday: No classes. Tuesday: English Comp class from 4:00-5:15 Wednesday: Applied Mathematics from 5:30-8:00 Thursday: Intro to Film from 2:30-5:20 Sociology of Rich/Poor Nations from 5:30-8:00 Friday: English Comp class form 4:00-5:15 I have a pretty easy schedule. Lucky me.
What once was said to be so important is now nothing at all.
I just landed a part in a Three Act Show that goes up in September.
Strangers generally come and go. But this stranger just goes and goes and goes.
The fog was surrounding, a silence poured through the windows, cradling all of our faces with its’ strong hands. I didn’t think of much that night; my chest heavy with the thoughts of your breathing. Slowly, you drained from me. I tried so desperately to feel something, but it was as if she scooped all the love up and placed it inside of her. The fog was surrounding and so was their...