remeber
at any given point in time we all have millions of thoughts in our heads..... and since i can remember ive been told that life is this journey, this story that only i can write.... so why not take it literally and write. everything in life gets me thinking. im a thinker (might not always be able to word the thought running around in my head but i try ) and this is the reason for my tumblr.
enjoy my craziness
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I have forgotten what the high feels like . That feeling of being invincible, accomplishing all set be forth . The sad part is I’ve forgotten how quick it last. How easily things can fall apart and how hard you fall . Breaking like the glass that stained the white walls melot! Explaining a mirror … Comparing and contrasting it to the top of the bar your sitting next to … Thinking In your head how different life used to be … It Keeps me up at night ! And have brought me back to hours in the day I haven’t seen in a while ! restless in bed ,achey ,wanting nothing more then my “head cold ” to go away is Making me remember how Happiness has a violent rawr!
My address reads **** n town ave POmona ca . Isn’t it ironic… P town … complete other side but half way down the line. I live on the border … There is a firecracker sitting on my head board ! Come knock on my door .. Your not gunna be let in Cause Gone for now , is a lot like gone for good !
The more I lay here the more I miss things and people and they way life was !
The more I lay here the more thought filled my head and situation replay
The more I lay here the more I wish I could just change one thing about me and thing would be easier !
The more I lay here the more I hate myself !
The more I lay here the closer I become to changing the way I feel about things
The more I lay here the move reasons I have
Te more I lay here the more I think
To the girl who holds my heart in her hand …
Please stop playing yoyo ! I’m tired ! Even when I’m the furthest away from your tiny Lil palm I can’t still hear the mumbles of conversations I wish I didn’t know existed ! And i unwillingly come right back. Only allowing myself to fall once again. The sad part is with every drop …ever inch of me that slips out on my decent down I die a little … Even tho I know I will get those pieces again soon they will never be the same. And you continue to break me down with every decent. I pray soon my string with snap and I will be left to lay. A useless toy is my one desire…
days … days separate the past and present ! I love you and im trying to pretend that you mean nothing to me but lesbehonest you will forever me a part of me! im noth really sure how to feel about it but „„ Rihanna can sing the rest for me
The funny thing is the more I try to forget about us the more I find my self thinking about it
The feeling of falling Hirt has to be one of the worst
there will be no more jokes, no comments, no laughs. there will be no funny that is why he loves you, you love him , you two will make cute kids. there will be no words! there will be no words because I just got slapped in the face with reality ! everything I have thought, made up in my head is true and there is nothing I can do about . the worst part is all you continue to do is lie ! you used to just shhh the thought in my brain , tell me I was over thinking things but everything I thought is now your reality , was your reality . so why continue to lie about ! OWN UP TO YOUR SHIT !cause what hurt the worse is knowing someone is not telling you the truth because they don’t want to hurt you , when the truth is right in front of your face.
There are two options in front of me but they’re really one in the same.
I struggle and strain to separate my heart and my brain
Because I enjoy the feeling of love but hate the thought of the pain.
And I dont want to remain in the state where my heart is unfazed
But I havent thought of a way to spark a connection without starting a blaze.
How can we keep the fire burning and not get scorched by the flames
So pardon me in saying that I can let me fear imprison me.
But the true inner me realized that love is war And I cant have victory without exposing my true feelings to injury. So im looking for a cause that would be worth Enlisting me in this war that beings with no weaponry
Because the only weapons we can get
Are stronger muscles that we get in each battle
So once again I proclaim that love and pain come hand in hand
like two furternal twins so i guess im about to become a family man
Because I cant take it completely without taking it from what its worth
Its impossible to protet yourself from hurt cause either way you remain open
And you cant swing your sword and your shield in the same motion
when she walks in the living room in her bra and under to show me the red mark on her chest every thing in side of me wants to die ! pretending to be okay with it is one of the hardest things to do
one thing that hurts more then just simply breaking up.. is breaking up and then everything that you knew was happing or thought was continuously gets thrown in your face when the reality you never want to happen happens
And watching her stare into someone else’s eyes sucks !!!
The moment when you realize your still in love with her but she is on the other side of the street
Pretending everything is okay is the hardest thing a person could ever have to do its actually tiring !
I want that sunday kind of love
