December 2010
words
cannot explain what kind of a year 2010 has been for me.
I guess to strip it down & put it very simply, 2010 has held a little bit of everything for me. and when I say everything I mean everything.
The Art of Letting Go
sincesheleft:
The art of letting go is a hard one to master. It doesn’t come naturally my way. It flies in my brain, spinning round ever faster, and clings to my arm, begs to stay. But its pleas and its cries I now recognize as lies as I pull ever firmly away. For ahead through these woods waits for me something good, or so I conceive as I pray.
submitted by yellowbricks.
the truth in my...
ghost.
I can’t forget you. Can’t get you out of my head. I want to so badly, I want all the memories to disappear so it doesn’t hurt anymore. I want to leave the last few months behind. The months you consumed. I want my goldfish memory to not fail me this time. I want the portraits of you that are etched on my brain to be erased. My nights are filled with the memory of you; your warm...
dominoes
my parents had another couple over last night for dinner and a few games of Mexican train dominoes. we play all the time, my family and I. it’s very much one of my family’s trademark games.
so, this couple came, and brought their 5 year old daughter. poor thing was bored half to death in a house filled with “adults”. she ended up asleep on the couch, shoes on the floor. i...
"there, I just said it...
I’m scared you’ll forget about me.”
possibly the second biggest fear on my list. I want to have meaning. I want my place in someone’s life to have meaning. I’m so terribly afraid that right now it has little.
I love John Mayer, but The Edge of Desire absolutely breaks me down every time I hear it. Never fails.
I’m going to take my sick self and eat dinner...
love.
this week… these weeks.
my life has turned upside down, lately, and i’m not sure how i feel about it. or how i should feel about it. or even how i’m allowed to feel about it.
i’m dumb. i’ve made dumb decisions. i’ve acted like a child and have not taken responsibility for my actions.
so here goes.
I’ve fucked up. I accept that I maybe never see him...
this is the audio for Ellie’s post earlier.
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wishful
thinking will always get me in trouble. it will always make me cry. always tear open the wound.
I hate this.
I hate what I’ve let this do to me, where I’ve let it take me. I feel like I’m meeting people for the first time & they know absolutely nothing about me. I need to get away. I need to not see pictures or read notes or see texts. But I’m absolutely terrified of...
blayne:
learningeverythingandnothing:
i love you, too. i am so sorry that we’re both going through tough times right now. it’s really hard some days (like yesterday) and it’s easy to want to give up. but we’re made of tougher material than that. our God give us strength to move mountains. we can acheive anything.
i cannot wait for you to get your pretty tail up here so i can hug your neck. i need a...
so far.
this weekend has nearly ruined me.
I lose my boyfriend one day.
and my job the next.
I hate this. I hate the way I feel. I… am terrible with words. I don’t know what to say because I don’t know how to say what I want.
Right now I feel empty, betrayed almost. like a stray dog that was fed for a few days & then kicked to the curb because I was too much of a hassle. I...