October 2011
You know that feeling
when you first meet somebody, and they very quickly consume every thought in your mind? You see them again and again, and the time spent apart consists of nothing but thinking of ways you can see them. Making excuses to be with them.
Six months since we were married, and I wanna let you know that I will wake up three hours early every morning if it means I can spend it with you.
Now hurry...
Shitty day.
Why does every good day have to be followed up by a bad one?
You can sing this when alone or whistle it through your teeth
and it will feel like home no matter how far you’ll be
from my lonely arms outstretched just beyond your reach
singing oh, baby please…
I have a problem with
people who say “don’t say it’s okay, because it’s not,” or “I say I’m okay, but on the inside I’m really not.” This also applies to the whole “I may be smiling, but I’m screaming on the inside.” Really, I think it’s a complete ploy for attention.
Even if you really do feel that way, it’s still immature to think...
