

dear sean.dear sean,dear sean.
hi. how have you been? i'm no good at writing letters, i mean, i've never written one before, so i'm not sure if that's the right way to start one out or not. but i do mean it. i've been wondering if you're doing alright. i've been doing fairly well myself if you were wondering. i'm still living in the apartment and i've found a steady, good-paying job. the rent always sneaks up on me. but i fight it off just in time. i know it'll get easier once i've been working longer. anyway, the days are getting warmer and it's nice to go out and walk. you still need a jacket, but it's just something comforting a


30.The rain is falling and you can't hear anyone but the voice in your head. It's telling you to scream, to run, to disappear and never come back. The tears are caressing your cheekbones and melting away, blending with the raindrops and nobody can tell that you are actually crying. Nobody but you. But nobody cares enough to pay close attention anyway. Your throat hurts so much that it's hard to swallow and even the idea of opening your mouth to free a single sound hurts so much that you just want to curl yourself up on the ground and stay like that until the rain stops falling. Your chest hurts so damn much that you consider stopping30.


SorryI'm Sorry That I bought you roses to tell you that I like youSorry
I'm Sorry That I was raised with respect not to sleep with you when you were drunk
I'm Sorry That my boy's not ripped enough to "satisfy" your wants
I'm Sorry That I open your car door, and pull out your chair like I was raised
I'm Sorry That I'm not cute enough to be "your guy"
I'm Sorry That I am actually nice; not a jerk
I'm Sorry I don't have a huge banka ccount to buy you expensive things
I'm Sorry I like to spend quality nights at home cud
| LOVE: my piano poems qoutes books music photographs HATES: almost everthing else THE REASON: for i have many words stuck in my head, for i have many conversations left un-spoken, for i have many lines to sing, for the many memories yet to be lived, for all the words left to be whispered, AND: for all the things left to be shouted. |
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~Easy to feel, hard to explain
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if you're reading this,
then you're still alive. whether
that be a good or bad thing,
you mean the world to me.
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you chased me down and broke in just when i was
done believing; spun me around so close now, i can
feel you breathing. sunlight burns inside and i feel so alive
and the fav! :]
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I'm not supposed to love you.
I'm not supposed to care.
I'm not supposed to live my life wishing you were there.
I'm not supposed to wonder where you are, or what you do.
I'm sorry I can't help myself
'cause I'm in love with you.
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I'm not supposed to love you.
I'm not supposed to care.
I'm not supposed to live my life wishing you were there.
I'm not supposed to wonder where you are, or what you do.
I'm sorry I can't help myself
'cause I'm in love with you.
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gun hip swollen lip bottle sip
yeah i suck dick.
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