And even in the darkest of hours, in the shadows of the nights, there will always be some kind of light that will guide you to where you need to go. The shadows may creep to your very skin, and eat you alive and suffocate you as you try to grasp for air. Though that may be the case, there will always be some kind of guidance, coordination, and direction to where you need to go. You just need to...
It’s wondrous, the illuminating lights that once brightened the day, now diminishing as the velvet night sky consumes of what used to be so bright. The sun touched the earth in every corner, as we watched it creep back, and gazed as the moon rose. Though the sun may have dimmed as twilight arose, it was evident that the sun would soon rise again, eventually. Things get better. You just have...
If you’re going to be greedy, and constantly think of the things that you want, you’re going to look past of what you ALREADY have. Don’t take shit for granted and be appreciative. Ungratefulness is something I am impatient with. Shit pisses me off.
True love is something that comes easy. (but leaves reluctantly.)– (via joseeeeee)
It’s like people think that being gay is vouluntary. Uh, no. Narrow-minded people think that it’s like a disease or something. Especially those religiously oriented dumbfucks that reference god every time I suck a dick. No, it wasn’t a choice. I like penis. I cannot help it. It’s a sexual preference, and It’s an orientation. Being gay isn’t a...
Such incompetent and insolent feelings shouldn’t even be in existence. How this feeling, is nothing more than a feeble, peevish burdensome. If only I could cast it away. I’m trying to remain indifferent; neutral. I don’t want anything to bring me down further than where I am already. I don’t think I could descend any more, to be honest.
There are many times where I have been disappointed, where I was left in complete distraught. It was unfathomable, actually. How the expectations backfired into the pit of my stomach and ate me alive from the inside out. Disappointment? I’ll tell you something about disappointment. How I thought that there were people there for me, but in the end, it turned out that these little...
Sacrificial love is at it’s finest; displayed within the most romantic of tragedies, Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet. How the extremities of one’s compassion for another can reach bewildering standards, too incomprehensible to grasp. I find it flattering, how love can reach to it’s farthest extents, where death is applicable because self-sacrifice pays a toll in what that...
These crisp, cool winter nights seems to get more pleasurable as the temperature drops lower and lower every twilight. It seems as if my fondness for the weather is finally giving me what I need; a sweet taste of desirable ecstasy. I can feel this frosty weather seep into my skin and layer beneath, tucked in and cause myself to shiver. This numbness, as I try to huddle for warmth. It’s...
I stopped wishing on digits a long time ago.
I you really want it, you’re going to have to get it. Do whatever it takes, to make yourself happy. “Cogito Ergo Sum” - I doubt, therefore I think, therefore I am. Wishing is mere child’s play.
My cover of “It hurts” - 2ne1 :3
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If you lose feelings for me, just end it.
I don’t want to be with someone whom doesn’t even have the same mutual feeling anymore. I’ll be understanding, but disappointed. But then again, a waste of time is a waste of time. I don’t like wasting that kind of shit.
I’d rather finish high school and be successful with my life. There are dumbfucks in my school that don’t even go to school with any utensils nor materials for school in the first place. I’d rather not work at a McDonald’s in my future, thankyou very much. Shit pisses me off, because they actually receive an education, but they decide to abuse it instead by using it as a...
I’m wide-open for any open attack a person may inflict on me. The sweet talk, the looks, the affection they may have to offer for me. I’m vulnerable to all of that, because I soak that shit in like a sponge. I have no judgement to decipher from what may get me into nothing more than a predicament filled with heart-ache. I fall too easily because I’m willing to take whatever I can...
I have no jurisdiction to just use another for the wrong reasons. I don’t want to use another, just for my own personal pleasure and gain. I’ll just end up being a heart-breaker with nothing more than an abundant feeling of guilt in the pit of my gut. I’d rather not use anyone.
I want to be with someone I have an interest in, not someone just to escape the grasp of loneliness. I know I’m not that kind of person to just utilize another for the wrong intentions.
If I wanted you to know, I would have said it already. I’m not the type to beat around the bush waiting for you to find the answer all day. I might as well tell you straight up, straight forward because I don’t like vagueness myself.
I’ve only begun to know how bad loneliness can be. I’m afraid it...– Mew from “The love of Siam”
I’ve been lonely for as long as I can remember. It’s a terminal disease, that I cannot seem to rid of. But I’m learning to adapt; live with it. It’s just something that will soon subside, I hope. But I’m the one that knows how bad loneliness can be. And I’m afraid it will worsen as time progresses.
Love is no big truth || The Kings of Convenience ...
I don’t know where we’re going, but as long as we guide each other in the right direction, I’ll be happy. Just don’t forget about me, and do not forget who you are either.
I drop my head in contemplation to what I have to offer for myself. Which is nothing more than an empty hand with lifeless hopes and dreams. Everything doesn’t always have to be or feel like the darkest of hours, days, nights.. but it’s as if these days of uncertainty and render has gotten to me. How these little minuscule insecurities have me in their grasp. How I seem to forget who...
I find my insecurities nothing more than a burdensome bother. Nothing more or less than an annoyance to my disgusting distaste. It’s because these insecurities of my mine seem to eat me out alive from the inside out. I begin to lose train of thought, and my basic judgement on decisions is unsubstantial. I cause unnecessary drama. Insecurity is a bitch.
I find some people so attractive, so good looking, that I find them completely intimidating. I look at them, and then I look at myself in comparison. How can I be able to fulfill the expectations of someone so handsome, or beautiful? I go to the conclusion that It would be a waste of time to even develop an interest in someone that is out of my league. Chances are improbable. I move on.
People piss me off, but I’ve learned how to utilize their ignorance, arrogance, and idiocy as pure enlightenment. It’s amusing.
Two(2) lines of affection intertwined in an interconnection. Correction, where love is present, and where infliction of infatuation is at it’s peak. What is absent, where the utmost of desirability is abundant? Desperation for each other’s love, determination to be together. Destiny, some may call it. How one inspires another with their souls dancing to a song only their heart can...
As long as you love, you still have hope– The Love Of Siam (via sambaaam)
i’m in the search for simplicity, but endowed with complexity. the extremities of these intricacies are endured, alas you see the many confessions and chapters of my life scripted onto this records of memorabilia. a realist at mind, though an idealist at heart. seeing things as they are, but not forgetting how to dream. known as dan, but so far you know my name. the journey has not yet to...
Entitlement is overrated.
You say everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but if you perceive another’s opinion as ignorant, petulant, arrogant, or idiotic, you see that certain opinion as “inferior” to any other. Which then develops some kind of hypocrisy and contradictions to your own statement which now lacks validity. A paradox saying everyone has a right, a common entitlement to their own...
I would honestly rather a private blog where my deepest emotions and thoughts can be scripted without any other strangers lurking around reading about them. It’s creepy. Come to think of it, I’ve come to a great idea.
I attempt to initiate a conversation, but I do not what to comply with shortly afterwards. It’s like I want to talk to someone, but I honestly do not know how to further our conversation. It’s a waste of time.
If I only I could yell the word “STOP.” And everything around me would stay still in place. Where I can finally have time to myself, if time weren’t moving to keep me going. I need some time, but it seems like I don’t have it.
I wish that I could pause my surroundings for one second, just to take a breather. I’m feeling a little unmotivated, and uninspired. Undesired and desperate. When I’m needing the endurance and the inspiration. Not to mention the determination. I need to escape.. I need to be able to take one deep breath and sink everything in. Immobilize my environment and be able to actually rest my...
I would have like to have some kind of subtle interest in you, but if you don’t really care that I like you, then there’s not much that I can do. You got my attention, but you’re losing it. It will soon subside, but I could care less.
Happiness isn’t always about getting what you want, but loving what you have.– (via ajp408)
everyone will ask (why) i am no longer more when looked back at my collected memories like pressed flowers preserved not for beauty but dessicated for nostalgia I speak the unspeakable that you and I were meant like trees stifling trees for life at the thickness of Mt. Fuji where people depress and die in the heart of a deep green sea of trees I am not alone for after stopping I...
I have a tendency to be temperamental and hostile. It comes with my personality, sometimes.
I find my own-self to be so inscrutable sometimes. How I try to interact with other people, but some how I have that repelling essence that makes them counteract instead. I’m awkward, and I am fairly strange, in my perception of how I view myself. I’m not that erudite, though I wish to be. Academically wise, I would say that I need to try harder. Other than my studying habits,...
The thing is, I’m open about my sexuality to the general public i.e my friends and school. But I’m closeted around my family. I don’t intend to find out how they would react. I know, It’s incredibly ridiculous.