you're probably dating someone right now and you have no idea that you're just wasting your time 'cause you are going to be mine anyway,

I'm sorry.

but thank you, for not coming too soon, for giving me time to grow, to be better, to deserve you

don't get me wrong, love.
I'm dying to know you
I'm dying to tell you how my day went
I'm dying to tell you stories—I always have a story to tell, I hope you won't get tired of listening
I'm dying to hear your voice
I'm dying to feel your warmth
I'm dying to feel your love
I'm dying to feel

I am just not ready yet
I am broken, and I do not want you to fix me
I am lost, and I do not want you to find me
I want you to meet me halfway, love,
when everything falls back into place

I woke up at 4 am
to the news of a mass shooting,
in Las Vegas.

It makes me sick,
that this is the kind of place
my kids will grow up in.

Now I just wonder,
has it always been this way?

When we were kids,
did our parents just cover our eyes,
and hide our face?

Or is all this ****,
this negative energy,

the beginning of an America

that's far more sinister?


It will be hard,
but we have to fix it.

I refuse to let my kids grow up
worried about ballistics.

i want you
in every way there is to want a person

from lazy rainy days
sitting around in underwear
wrapped up in the covers
enveloped in each other

to lustful late nights
high happy and in love
too absorbed with each other
to focus on anything else

i want you
and i see so much in you
that counting all your perfections
would be like counting the stars
there's too many to keep track of
and they just seem endless

i am utterly in love
with every inch of your being
every corner of your mind
and everything in between

i might not know what i believe
or where i'm going
or what i'm doing
but i do hope
you'll hold my hand
and wander blindly with me
because as long as i'm with you
i don't need a destination
you are the journey

i am simply enamored with your entity
captivated by your character
fascinated
infatuated
amorous
in love

Sometimes, I want to scream
Sometimes, I want to cry
Sometimes, I want to leave,
and never come back
Sometimes, I want to end it all
With that fatal bullet
When this happens, I think of
How they would love to see
Me break, to see me fall
I think of the pain I would
Cause those who love me
Most of all, I think
of the selfishness of the act
To stop this suffering
I obviously deserve.
Why do I think this way?
Because he used me
Abused me, made me hate myself
At least he's happy though.
That's all that matters, right?
That's what I tell myself,
to make it through the day. </3

We only get one life but countless decisions within it
Make a decision today and this decision affects the decision you make later which affects the decision that you will decide when making a decision based on decisions you've made from a decision of a decision that you made before
But no need to fret
It's simply part of the magic that we are all a part of
Decide and decide wisely but know your decisions will decide decisions not yet decided and that is okay