it all started on a thursday...
Sunday, February 6, 2011
I won't ever be able to put into words how much I care about you. I won't be able to even use words because you are incapable of comprehending what it is to love someone so much. you're way to selfish to understand what its like to want someone to be happy, with or without you. so go on and meet someone new, I'll be hoping shes good to you, you deserve it.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Its so hard to be sad lately. Its hard to sit down and cry and write a dark poem. Its too hard to eat a box of cookies and hate myself for a week. Its too hard to be sad. I'm so happy. You make me so happy. Half the time I hate you. You're selfish and cocky. Inconsiderable, arrogant, pompous ass. You're obnoxious, immature, dramatic and irritating.
when I love you though, its so easy
you're beautiful, smart, funny. you're sweet and thoughtful. Exciting, independent and impressive. strong and understanding.
in the end everything i don't like about you, is exactly what keeps me coming back for more.
when I love you though, its so easy
you're beautiful, smart, funny. you're sweet and thoughtful. Exciting, independent and impressive. strong and understanding.
in the end everything i don't like about you, is exactly what keeps me coming back for more.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Never underestimate a girl’s love for her favorite band. Never think even for a minute, that she won’t defend them to her death. Because it’s not just the music that makes that band her favorite. It’s the guys, the gals. It’s the fans. People whom of which she has interacted with thanks to the band. That band might of saved her life, or just made her smile everyday. That band has never broke her heart and has yet to leave her. No wonder she finds such joy in her music.
Alex GaskarthSunday, January 9, 2011
I'm sorry I haven't posted in almost a week and a half, I've been going tumblr crazy. http://carlyis.tumblr.com/ go there btw. So I need to write things.
okay.
I'm gonna write a letter,
Dear ,
I think the reason I'm not over the idea of being without you is because I can't figure out who I am when I'm not yours. After weeks of changing I'm confused. Fast cars, Money, Drugs. You surprised me. You were nothing like what I thought. It was exciting with you. Before I found out. Before I knew about you inside. I'm sorry for giving up on you, but you aren't my problem. You were my friend. A long time ago. Before all this shit got the best of you. What I don't understand is why would you? Lie and cheat and do whatever it took to not let me find out. Did you think I'd care? Did you think I'd try and stop you? Try and change it? I wouldn't. I would of left. You knew that right? I left, and you didn't even try and stop me. So why did you waste all the energy on trying to keep this a secret from me. Probably because having me suffer next to you was helping you cope. I was the only one who stuck around, the only thing that was reminding you of who you used to be. I think its safe to say now, I have no idea who you are.
okay.
I'm gonna write a letter,
Dear ,
I think the reason I'm not over the idea of being without you is because I can't figure out who I am when I'm not yours. After weeks of changing I'm confused. Fast cars, Money, Drugs. You surprised me. You were nothing like what I thought. It was exciting with you. Before I found out. Before I knew about you inside. I'm sorry for giving up on you, but you aren't my problem. You were my friend. A long time ago. Before all this shit got the best of you. What I don't understand is why would you? Lie and cheat and do whatever it took to not let me find out. Did you think I'd care? Did you think I'd try and stop you? Try and change it? I wouldn't. I would of left. You knew that right? I left, and you didn't even try and stop me. So why did you waste all the energy on trying to keep this a secret from me. Probably because having me suffer next to you was helping you cope. I was the only one who stuck around, the only thing that was reminding you of who you used to be. I think its safe to say now, I have no idea who you are.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
merry christmas
I think today's the day. When I'll forget about everything. Sometimes you have to take a chance. Love is a leap of faith. I'm just hoping you'll jump with me.
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