A good friend is like a good bra,
hard to find,
very comfortable,
supportive,
and always close to the Heart.
Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 9:42 AM UTC
We're deadly, you know?
We're a bunch of suicidal kids,
Falling in love with other suicidal kids,
Killing ourselves over the thought of losing each other.
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 3:04 PM UTC
She lights up the room
with a beautiful smile
her laughter so soft,
but carries far in my soul
Her short hazel hair lies curly and fine
her fingers so soft and so sure
but her smile is what I love most of all
I've known it since I was two
she may never know
how beautiful she is
that darling sweet sister of mine
I cherish her heart
her warm soft embrace
and laughter we've shared
late at night
I treasure her soul
it's a beautiful thing;
and I'm glad to have known it so long
I hope that some day
when we have both grown
she'll find a man just as worthy
who'll cherish her heart more than me
she is my soul sister, my friend to the last
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 5:29 AM UTC
Sometimes books make me unhappy
because there are probably too many of them
to read before I die.
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 5:26 AM UTC
I'm sorry
For writing
In books
And underlining
The best parts
I'm sorry
For wanting
To remember
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 5:26 AM UTC
a boy waiting patiently at the train station
he lights up a cigarette
can't smell the flowers in his hand
over the smell of petrol
i don't remember what happened
when i saw you
arms stretched, bodies entwined
happy tears, nose kisses
i never did meet you at that station
but if i did
i would still be locked in your kiss
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 8:31 AM UTC
I'm afraid
terrified really
That I'm not good enough for you
That I'm not what you're looking for
That I'm not what you want in a girl
What if you find someone new that is what you're looking for?
And what if you already found her?
Yet you let her slip away
You talk about her like she was all you could ever hope for
Why didn't you take that chance and grab her while you could?
Now you're stuck with me
And I don't think I could be any of the things she is
What if she comes back?
Then what do I become?
I become the cookie dough you eat while you wait for the cookies to finish baking
I may be nice in the moment
But overall I'm a bad idea
And just a way to pass time
And that's why
I'm afraid
terrified really
a.a.
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 4:40 AM UTC