March 2012
3 posts
10 tags
you.
i remember that night so many faces but all i saw was you.
i remember the song and the laughter so loud so bright but all i heard was you.
i remember the tears and the end when all she wanted was you.
and i remember the world when love shone and the sea danced in your eyes and i did have you.
but now you’re gone. and all that’s left is me.
February 2012
4 posts
15 tags
you were the last good thing about this part of...
dear you,
i’ve been thinking about us quite a bit recently, and i suddenly realized how much i miss you. i mean, not the kind of missing someone where all you do is cry and tell people how miserable you are and eat Ben & Jerry’s all night…but the nostalgic kind of missing. it’s the tightness in my chest and the honeysuckle memories clamoring around inside my brain....
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ever feel like you were just born to be unhappy? like no matter how good your life is, you’re happiness will forever be nonexistent? like you’ve just been drenched in this everlasting state of unluckiness? i do. everyday.
sometimes i wonder if i’ll ever even do anything with my life, or if i’ll just stay the way i am. disgustingly fat, lonely, boring, unwanted, and forever...
6 tags
no more Jack's Mannequin?
i have never felt more heartbreak in my whole life. this is the band - the man…that completely turned my life whole entire around. i got a fucking tattoo for this band. Andrew’s words and the joy that he spreads to the world are what keep me going. they’re what made me stop cutting myself. Jack’s Mannequin literally gets me through every goddamn second of every fucking day...