People who are broken often don't want to be disturbed by ignorance saying it gets better or it's just the rainy weather
Because it's sunny here today and my frown hasn't ran away
The sun is shinning and I feel like dying
The city is scary, the people are weary
Too many cool kids or the ones despretly trying to fit in, the ones who pretend enemies are friends
So I seek to the forest, that's where I smile
I hug the trees because I'm strange, but they bring me comfort
I don't feel the need to hurt my lungs, but only help me breathe
All the green, the dirt, the leaves, they make me see more than the everyday inspiring quotes
I step onto the cold moss filling my toes and I know...
this is what I want to call home

How ironic that I eat when I'm emotional
And part of the reason I'm emotional
Is because I eat

Don't think too much.
Do think.
Just not too much.
You're gonna drive yourself nuts.
Just *do.

At first it was just a caress.
He stroked my throat as I shivered.
His hand came closer,
His fingers reaching further.
And before I knew it
His whole hand palmed my neck.
It was light at first,
Like a scarf, warm and pleasant.
It grew tighter,
And tighter,
And now its too tight,
Wound like a boa constrictor around my neck,
It tightens each day.
Too hot, too much pressure, those sweaty palms clamping down like jaws...
I'm starting to lose conciousness,
Starting to fade and to give in,
To drown in obscurity...

Help...
I need clarity...

Stealing
       my
        words
    is
       the
            same
        as
            stealing
                  my
            heart.

"she's a bad friend, just a heads up.
I know she seems really great
and fun and understanding.
she's like that, at first.
she'll be positive and friendly, and you'll feel like you can trust her with your most-prized possession.
you'll want to tell her things, even if you're not a very open person.
she has that effect on people.
after a while, though, she starts to seem rough around the edges.
she'll go through very dramatic
mood swings-
she's a bit like the weather in NYC.
sometimes she'll be cheerful
and she'll laugh at the most
random of things.
those times, she'll be like a fresh spring day, around 72 degrees.
other times, she'll be the most pessimistic person you know. it'll feel like she's draining the positivity right out of you. those times, she'll be like a bitter winter's day, below zero and freezing.
on occasion, she'll change
back and forth between those
two seasons in a day.
it'll get to be very tiring for you,
trying to keep up with her many moods and feelings and attitudes.
you won't really know how
to handle her.
and eventually, it'll feel like she's
not really handling you.
she won't talk to you as often as she used to. she wont know what's happening in your life anymore, and you won't be able to remember the last time she told you about anything happening in hers.
eventually, you'll be the only one putting effort into the relationship.
but you'll continue to see her with other friends, laughing and sharing inside jokes and telling stories.
and it'll be so painful for you, because you're technically
still friends with her- it's not like
you had a fall-out or anything.
things will just be different between you two. she'll be distant, and so will you.
eventually, you'll just stop trying
to talk to her. all you'll do is smile briefly at each other in the hallways, sometimes talk for a few minutes about classes.
and it'll almost seem like you're strangers again.
so if I were you, don't bother with her. find someone worthy of your time and love and affection."