Experiences don't change your life. You change your life.


Tiptoes TiptoesTiptoes
Leading you into asking the questions But you sidestep and avoid.
Wanting to tell you, to scream it handing you the crowbar with permission to pry.
Can't keep it contained anymore, acid bubbling and leaking outside of me.
Just stomp on the eggshells alre


Monocle MonocleMonocle
Our love is like the shattered window with the duct tape over it that the landlord never replaced, even when the chill reached through the bedroom.
That wedding ring looms in the distance waiting to form a stranglehold around my finger and my throat.
Borrow the monocle from the crippled peanut so that we can see that you don't love me anymore.


.iris whispers.There is a whisper, when you find peace, that finds you and whispers whisper things; Of personal treasures- Of patient potential- Of the first ripple from when you dive... And in you, the whisper forms a crowd, who in their Latin encourage with their distant volume that you add your voice to the tip and grant your breath to their air..iris whispers.
You've become quiet for the harmony and lost all of yours; But when you untie your voice and close your eyes; { a passion for passion which passion incensed, subtle and bright, against t


Lies through broken teeth.I love it when you cry, it makes me feel cold on the inside. I just wish I new why, it doesn't touch my heart. I can't confide, in you, I cant touch you. Beautifull lullabies I whisper in your ears. Whispered with truthfull words to few. Angel on the outside, demon in mirrors.Lies through broken teeth.


Pumpkin SpiceI sit across from you Sipping my pumpkin spice latte Enjoying the way it trickles down my throat Smiling to myself At the absurdity of it allPumpkin Spice
How we met just briefly And for some reason you seem so sure that this is all going somewhere
[But in the back of my mind I knew I was right all along]
You talk about your life And I keep pressing for more Avoiding that awkward silence Creeping under the table Where our hands are playing with our invisible slinkys
as we try to hide our angst
It didn't quite feel like time wa


ThemAs I pulled on my faded black caridgan I thought about the events to come. Should I proudly wear the clothes I want? Or should I change them to save myself the agrivation? I didn't have time to do anything and so I left my house in the clothes I wanted to wear. Every passing person stared at me. Even the bus driver passed a laugh at my expense. But no-one said anything, atleast not until I stepped foot into my new school. It was as-if everyones lives stopped as I passed. Pointing and whispering, laughing and staring. They're all mindless idiots. If they have something to say why don't they say it instead of hiding their hurtful words behind tThem
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To twist one purest cause
Into an honest verse,
Itself, a call to angels.
The saddened lips of song that
Kiss away our innocence
From the vile mundane.
~justb
how's itgoing x
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To twist one purest cause
Into an honest verse,
Itself, a call to angels.
The saddened lips of song that
Kiss away our innocence
From the vile mundane.
~justb
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The cake is gone.. Gone where?! I ated it^-^ FATTY PUFF CAKE STEALER!!
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Screw Jello....There's always room for Haagan-dazs!!!
take care, hope you're having a lovely day x
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I am open, I am free. I have burned in the ashes, now I am reborn from the butterfly to the pheonix, blazing a trail so beautiful, so bright, all my own.
I create my own destiny, I am happy with myself.
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To twist one purest cause
Into an honest verse,
Itself, a call to angels.
The saddened lips of song that
Kiss away our innocence
From the vile mundane.
~justb
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"In dreams emotions are overwhelming."
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