I heard that if you do something everyday,
You'll become good at it.
Therefore, I could play my guitar once a day
Or I could paint trees at 3am during a month
And later become really good at it.
So I'll write something here everyday,
Until, someday, this notebook (and my mind)
Will be filled with beautiful things
Instead of messy thoughts
(although, sometimes, those can be beautiful too).
Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 8:13 PM UTC
I want to know myself.
I touch every inch of my body
I touch every inch of my soul
All the dusty places that were once forgotten
There are some open wounds
They hurt, so I try not to press them
But sometimes I can't help it
Feelings I don't know or understand
Thoughts I'd rather forget
I am made of those little things
I am what I feel
I am what I don't know
I am what I can't understand
Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 7:48 PM UTC
this has gone too far
why do I keep checking if you're still breathing?
Dead... - they said
I held your hand
it was so cold
your eyes were now blank - empty
is your heart still pumping?
the tears roll down across my face
Dead. - I said to myself
Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 7:59 PM UTC
When you look at me
Do you still see the person you adored?
Do you still see the person who adored you no matter what?
The person with whom you talked hours and hours until sunrise?
The person who tried to help you?
So if you do...
Please don't leave
PLEASE
I DIDN'T LEAVE
I AM H E R E
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 6:36 AM UTC
you’re like a disease
deep down in my throat, you keep me from skeaping
deep inside my chest, you keep me from breathing
you’re in my lungs
you’re in my veins
you make my bones ache
you make me feel weak and sick
and,
there is no way I can deny it,
I’m dying
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 10:12 AM UTC
When I die,
She won't cry
Because for her,
Life is just a big word
She can't pronounce
Although,
They're just four letters
(2 consonants 2 vowels)
Together
A little word
Capable of
Making my bones ache
Because for her,
Life ain't a pain in the back
It ain't something
She's tired of
Infortunetly,
For me,
It is.
So when I'm gone,
Don't stay by my side
Waiting for me
To wake up
Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 5:46 AM UTC
**** off
i hate all of you
you're so happy without me
i can see it
when i'm gone don't ******* say you miss me
because all of you ******* hated me
and honestly
so did i
Apr 13, 2014
Apr 13, 2014 at 6:11 PM UTC
i wanna kiss your lips
even if your breath smells like cigarettes
and bad words
Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 4:55 PM UTC
this song reminds me of you
i should listen to it while i can
while it isn't only sad voices
repeatedly whispering your name
into my ears
Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 9:33 AM UTC
Ele não gosta de sorrir, mesmo quando está ligeiramente divertido.
Ah como eu gostaria de lhe arrancar um sorriso e fazê-lo sentir como se de facto pertencesse a este lugar.
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 9:24 AM UTC