Please don't knock on my door.
Please don't call my phone.
Please feel free to forget as I am.
I no longer wish to carry a heavy heart.
I no longer wish to carry you.
Respect is earned and trust is gained.
You have failed to overcome the barriers of my heart.
Friday, October 29, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
{LosingYou}

It's about that time
I now see
The stars have alligned
and you're not for me.
My head, my heart, my body.
It will be hard to walk away.
I must think about about how many times you've walked away from me.
How many times you've lied to me.
How many times you've let me cry.
How many times you've let me down.
How many times I begged for you.
How many times you begged for me.
How many changes you promised.
How many promises you broke.
How many pieces you've broken me into.
How many times I've let you in.
But this will be the only time I let you go.
Forever Not Yours
xo
Thursday, October 7, 2010
{RecipeForDisaster}
1 Table
1 Pad of paper
3 Pens
1 Torn Heart
1 Confused Head
Generously sprinkle selfish thoughts after baking for 6 monthes.
There comes a point where you have to sit down and weigh the pros and cons of what you have and what you want.
Once completed you must decide if you will give up everything you have, don't want, and do want. Your sanity, your home, your life.
Will you forever be chained by the actions of another person.
Will you forever wonder what if.
If yes then it means a new chapter should start.
A chapter where you start to live, you let go, you leave.
A chapter that allows you to love, be loved, and your concience doesn't scream at you with every fibre of your being that you're not doing the right thing... wait wait... not that you aren't doing the right thing, but you aren't doing the right thing for yourself.
How long until the egg cracks and the walls of this glass house, quiver and shatter with disbelief of the waste of life you allowed to take place in your own heart.
This isn't supposed to make sense.
1 Pad of paper
3 Pens
1 Torn Heart
1 Confused Head
Generously sprinkle selfish thoughts after baking for 6 monthes.
There comes a point where you have to sit down and weigh the pros and cons of what you have and what you want.
Once completed you must decide if you will give up everything you have, don't want, and do want. Your sanity, your home, your life.
Will you forever be chained by the actions of another person.
Will you forever wonder what if.
If yes then it means a new chapter should start.
A chapter where you start to live, you let go, you leave.
A chapter that allows you to love, be loved, and your concience doesn't scream at you with every fibre of your being that you're not doing the right thing... wait wait... not that you aren't doing the right thing, but you aren't doing the right thing for yourself.
How long until the egg cracks and the walls of this glass house, quiver and shatter with disbelief of the waste of life you allowed to take place in your own heart.
This isn't supposed to make sense.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
{TragicallyYou}
Sometimes skulls are
thick.
Sometimes hearts are
vacant.
Sometimes words
don't work.
thick.
Sometimes hearts are
vacant.
Sometimes words
don't work.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
{Accuracy}
Today's Full Moon in your 4th House of Domestic Conditions suggests that you don't know as much as you think about what's happening on the home front. You may be fooling yourself by believing that everyone is happy when, in fact, someone close to you is working hard to cover up his or her insecurities. Although you think it's best to pretend that you don't notice, you won't get away with ignoring the truth for long.
Another lie unfolds,
another doubted gut instinct.
It's not love if you make me second guess myself...
Especially when I was right all along,
and you've convinced me I'm wrong.
I'm broken. You broke me.
Blinded and empty.
Another lie unfolds,
another doubted gut instinct.
It's not love if you make me second guess myself...
Especially when I was right all along,
and you've convinced me I'm wrong.
I'm broken. You broke me.
Blinded and empty.
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