April 2011
Bed Time
myhiddendesire:
I want to lay on your body wrap myself in your arms be cooled by your breath and fall asleep to the rhythm of your heart.
Me: lets talk on here
Me: what's up sis?
Stephanie: kk n dw
Stephanie: u?
Me: it's weird sis
Stephanie: what up?
Me: ...how did you feel when it ended with jack, and then with steven?
Stephanie: ok i guess. lil weird but ended happy. y?
Me: it's....i don't know how to describe it
Stephanie: try?
Me: ...there's just so few words that could even come close to this feelng. it's not like i'm depressed. it's....when i fell for all those other guys, it was nothing compared to what i felt for james, nothing close. and our time together flew by so fast, like it'd only lasted seconds, but on another level, was like we'd always been together. well, that's how it was to me, i guess i'll never know what it was like for him.
Stephanie: i get it
Me: but now, that it's over.... the full impact of those 5 months is attacking me. every memory. every touch, all the small things ....and i feel completely laid bare to this harsh world, knowing that i'm without all that now and probably will never have it again.....it scares me how much i still love him....how can it be possible?
Stephanie: i know
Me: but do you?
Me: there's was so much we misunderstood about eachother.....but what i did know....
Stephanie: what u know then?
Merrion says: that he always told the truth, or he didn't bother answering the question. he respected women, thought intelligence was sexy, he was soo smart, but would never admit it to himself. he's an artist and he's going to be an amazing novelist one day, even though he's dislexic. he loved to be held.....just him, being him....
Stephanie: u told him this?
Me: no
Me: and god i wish i had
Merrion says: but....would he have believed me?
Stephanie: he might. and tell him now
Not True
myhiddendesire:
I cant remember the last time I saw your face, it scares me that our love will never be the same. Everyday I am without you, is one more day I only have you in my dreams; Everything inside me screams. It is not true what they say it does not get better with each passing day not after loving you this way.
to you, Always.
I feel all over the place,
the distance growing greater between all my selves.
we talked and laughed about our many selves once,
waiting for a bus, in our own little world made from the feelings we felt.
i asked for some space to think,
for some unknown reason feeling hurt and lost.
why did i think that would make things clearer?!
it just makes me ache for the feeling of you holding me...
My Love For You
myhiddendesire:
It will not die with a simple goodbye, death will not take it life will not break it it will live on. After the sun has set and the moon takes its place my love will be there same as the day we met, same as the day you left. The tide may rise as many cry, lighting will strike and some might die, but not my love. The earth may spin and distance might win and long after I’m gone...
Horsing Around...
just had the best day in a long while. went to college to say goodbye to the guys (though why i’d missed them in the first place is beyond me, they drive me up the wall half the time) and to the crew on my mate’s bus. that was the worst, almost teared up at all the goodbyes getting off the bus. then spent the rest of the evening down my friend’s feild where she keeps her horses,...
The Hate-Filled Anons
rememberingme16:
misfit-words:
All these hateful messages That show up on my dash, From that little grey bastard That likes to be an ass. They don’t have the balls To tell you who they are, Instead they hit anon And torture from afar. Well that little fucker Can go suck my dick ‘Cause I made him disappear With a single click.
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Too damn right!
“….the real question is not if i’m ok, alright, or fine at that...”
– Me
These are hard times for dreamers: Top 10 Myths... →
booklover:
suzywire:
Myth #1 – Introverts don’t like to talk. This is not true. Introverts just don’t talk unless they have something to say. They hate small talk. Get an introvert talking about something they are interested in, and they won’t shut up for days.
Myth #2 – Introverts are shy. Shyness has nothing to do with being an Introvert. Introverts are not necessarily afraid of people. What...
You Left
rememberingme16:
I watch as the wind carries away the fallen leaves that have detached themselves from the trees. This—a reminder of how you detached yourself from me. You left like the moon leaves the night, like the air leaves my lungs, like my blood leaves my veins, like the ink drains from my pen. Will you ever be seen again? Or will I never feel my breath, nor will my heart ever beat...
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when we meet again
i’ll be lost in memories
forever waiting
not looking forward to tomorrow
granted, we are only in school this week for two days, but after having nearly three weeks of freedom and almost peace and quiet, just the thought of that shithole makes me feel claustrophobic and stressed. what’s even more surreal and terrifying, is the thought that this is my last team. sure, most the people in my year are jerks and bitches, but they’ve grown on me and thinking about...
feeling battered and bruised today,
like i could shatter at a feather touch.
i build my walls to keep the world out,
so i don’t hurt the ones i love so much.
i try to draw in more air,
my chest too tight.
i’d do anything to be somewhere else right now….
hell, if i had the money i’d be on that flight,
flying through the night,
searching for a place where...
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ruin-me:
don’t give up on me love, don’t you dare forfeit so fucking easily
the wild calls....
Wont be able to post anything from tomorrow til monday, spending the weekend camping in-…dorset? devern?… something like that, with my best friend/sister and her family. should be great, escape from parents and stuff at home, might get some inspiration from the sea…. and sis is determined to find me “a fit dude to make me happy”…. :S
wish me luck!
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a veiw of a mind
The wind would blow gentle caresses over bared skin,
Through abundant forests proclaiming no evil.
The perpetual moonlight filters through silver veined leaves,
As the sky changes colour by the hour;
A deep honest blue with a calm breeze, whispers wise truths
That will go unheard as it changes to an angry red, riddled with frustrated thunder as vicious purple lightning strikes without...
WRITER'S BLOCK!!!!!
i have ideas for three peoms all trying to rush out of my mind the the page at once, so i’m getting nothing but jumbled phrases and imagery! and it’s likely to keep me up all night >.<
can anyone suggest some ways to help with writer’s block please?
Fire and Ice
starsapphira:
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.
~ Robert Frost
so, on a ralated note...
so, i’m going to contact someone i propably shouldn’t….and he know’s who he is, and i have no clue if he’ll bother reading this..but life is short so fuck it….
….i hope you’re ok, or at least coping with this crazy world and all it throws at us….i’m sorry….i wish i’d never let you go….i miss...
They Don´t Know..
rememberingme16:
They came bearing news of all your faults, listing them all one by one. They were careful to describe and promised not to lie. A smirk adorned my face after they where through, I put them in their place— They were too blind to see that this was no news to me those faults made him who I want him to be, they made him the man I adore the man I love now even more.
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if asked, would you return?
your soul wanders alone….
i wish you’d reply yes
I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE!
anything to do with you opens fresh wounds
so i’ll try and erase you from my heart
even though the memories will remain in me,
seeming forever chained to my soul
bound
by
the words said
the touches shared
BUT IN THIS MY WILL IS STEEL!
your place is revoked from my heart for now,
you just simply have to go.
but even as i vow this
i still have...
Love That Lives
rememberingme16:
Love that is allowed to live, will laugh, might be shy, could hurt and even cry. Love that is permitted to live, creates magic, or could turn out to be tragic, but never demands and always understands. Love that lives may one day die, but love not spoken becomes a ghost, never existing — never living.
Today is beautiful, and so are you.
amidnight-dreary:
Do something today take the day off go on an adventure. Get out of town, blast your favorite song sing loud and terribly. Smile at a stranger leave a note in a library book face your fears tell your unrequited love how you truly feel. Wear something that makes you feel beautiful skip instead of walk. Maybe sometimes all we need is to remember what its like to be innocent and...
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sun shining from a mantle of blue
eyes meet
blood rises
cheeks burn
…eyes averted and hearts consumed with cofusion and regret
white clouds turn to grey
hateful heat cooled
sitting indoors seeking escape in bound words
rain falls
the drumming on the pavement...
What Is Poetry Made Of?
whisperedverse:
Sugar and spice and everything nice, and lust, and pain, and bitter refrains, and love unrequited, or returned, then lost, or felt too deeply no matter the cost, and beauty so pure as to make us weep, and the type of darkness that won’t foster sleep, and hope and despair, and obsessive need, and everything else our pens might bleed. That’s what poetry’s made of.
“Do you believe in eternal love, Vane?”
He nodded. “when you live...”
– Night Play, by Sherrilyn Kenyon
you can tell when i’ve had a bad day
they’re when i see you the most
wishing you could again be mine
and because of that
i feel my heart crack
with every passing second of time
since you were mine
Sleep
rememberingme16:
Allow me to close my eyes
and drift off into dreams of you
as all I ever knew dies
and I am left with a you and I.
Provide me with the ability to sleep
through each day
unconscious to reality,
and wake me in another life
where our souls will reunite,
the battle with distance
will finally have ceased,
and our love can finally have
its well deserved peace.
Secretly Reality: Can You Keep A Secret? →
secretlyreality:
Can you keep a secret? You seem as if you could. Keep this between the two of us, A buddy said I should.
Secretly he has a crush on someone that we know I‘ve known for quite some time, but I’d forgotten long ago Like you, he has a love for things I never understood You‘d like him very…
wooo two new followers! cheers xD night all
Knight Tale
myinkstainedheart:
He held a fine piece of silver cutlery and with the skill of a knight wielded, plunged the knife and sliced through me. And just like a gallant knight, he swung his leg over a white horse and fled. He rode away with a piece of me. “There goes my knight in shining armor.” I say, but he didn’t come to save me today, nor would he return this day fortnight. He is the town...
Wings
frail-beauty:
I have wings, but you can’t see them They’re white and feathery They shield me from the world I’m not so fragile when They’re wrapped around my body I’m stronger, safer I have wings, but they’re always Shielding me I’ve never spread them Not once I have wings, but I’ve never flown.
stars falling...
I look out at the stars
Through a window made of ice
The heat in this room is close to consuming
But the stress of reality stayed on that side
Hands caress my hips
Soft lips whisper secrets against my neck
I lean back into his warmth
The sound of our hearts beat in the silence, while we try to forget
Those stars begin to fall
They are weighed down by our tears
We’ll lock this...
Reblog if you want a bunch of “have you evers” and...
the chains of maths
i wrote this in the maths, the very last lesson of the day on a wednesday, praying my teacher would shut up and let me sleep, or talk about something interesting so the time might be tempted to pass quicker. it kept me occupied for all of 21 minutes, but kept me amused for the rest of that hell. enjoy my moment of randomness :)
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