“ Aren’t we all waiting to be read by someone, praying that they’ll tell us that we make sense? ”
Rudy Francisco, “A Lot Like You” (via delicateswans)
(Source: likeafieldmouse)
Everything you do, basically is your choice. Cheating, lying, cursing, stealing, everything. Even being sad.
Maybe you’re blaming me because I made too much mistake in life that if anything went wrong it’d be me to blame. Maybe I was the storm in your sea, maybe I’m the darkness that clawed through your blissful day. But then maybe I didn’t say a word of it, and maybe she saw it with her own eyes: your secrets stashed away in the confines of your faith. And maybe I didn’t do a thing? And maybe I don’t mind at all, claiming all this guilt for an explanation that would never float, for you refuse to look at the water to hope for anything at all, and maybe I don’t care anymore.
To be fucking honest, I don’t want anything scary right now. Babies, marriage, death, commitment, promises, false hopes.. I just want to be happy, for things to look up from here. I’m no hero, heck i’m not even on the stories. I just don’t want to hurt anyone again. I want to protect people from pain because I’ve caused it too much. I don’t want anyone to feel it, I just want to make them feel secure and protected. I want to be someone who doesn’t hurt anyone. Just be happy, just be fun, just be spontaneous. A friend, a confidant, an ally. I never want to cause pain again. Because pain can overpower love; and love should never be overpowered. Love should overpower anything; even transcend pain.
whereisthelinebetweenloveandhate asked: I'm never drinking again ever
Why not, drinking is fine. Overdrinking is something you should look out for haha
whereisthelinebetweenloveandhate asked: Feeling ok today? (27/3/13)
Hey, just saw this. Sorry. No, still kind of in the dumps. I really don’t know where to go from this point on. I just feel hopeless but I’m sane enough to know I shouldn’t do anything stupid, or to reflect on things. It’s just that, I’m really, really stuck; Like a portion of my life had been plucked away from me.. or something. Sorry, I’m blabbering again.
whereisthelinebetweenloveandhate asked: Here if you ever need a chat :) x
Thanks stranger. I didn’t expect anyone to give a shit at all. :/
whereisthelinebetweenloveandhate asked: Smile x
I will. Thanks :)
I honestly just want to give up on my life right now. I am in desperate need of help. Where is my rescue? Where is my reprieve?
It’s not the million little ways we’re different, it’s the handful of big ways we’re the same. It’s not the fancy things we have, it’s the togetherness we do. It’s not long, deep conversations, it’s a soft kiss that says it all. It’s not a dream come true, it’s better. It’s real. It’s us.
