WAT

Why is it that when someone's having a shitty day, and it's GENUINELY shitty.. Like, "hey, dude... my mom died..." THAT kind of shitty...
- that someone comes into the room, or conversation, or you're TALKING to them and they say this :

"Oh, you think THAT'S bad? Be thankful you're not me!" - :insert "terrible reason" here"

It's honestly never as bad as they make it seem. It's just a cheap way to say "psh feel better your life doesn't suck half as bad as mine -cuts self-"

What drives this need to be worse off than others? It's stupid and obnoxious.

Thinking too hard. About stuff that should be left to die

Comparisons are easily done
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one
I still got the seed

You said move on
Where do I go
I guess second best
Is all I will know

Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
What you would do if
You were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into your eyes

You're like an Indian summer
In the middle of winter
Like a hard candy
With a surprise center
How do I get better
Once I've had the best
You said there's
Tons of fish in the water
So the waters I will test

He kissed my lips
I taste your mouth
He pulled me in
I was disgusted with myself

Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
What you would do if
You were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into...
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You're the best
And yes I do regret
How I could let myself
Let you go
Now the lesson's learned
I touched it I was burned
Oh I think you should know

Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
What you would do if
You were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into your eyes
Looking into your eyes
Looking into your eyes
Oh won't you walk through
And bust in the door
And take me away
Oh no more mistakes
Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay...
stay....

Blame it on the alcohol.

So, here's the thing. You've got this person on your mind. You work with them. They're constantly around you, you hang out with them all the time. You joke with them, talk with them, bond with them, play games with them... And then you pretend that nothing's going on so that you can "keep the peace" at work. ARE YOU FUCKING RETARDED. Everyone can see it, and you're only delaying the inevitable. Don't keep trying to hide what you feel, because it's only hurting YOU. And the person whom you've stolen the heart of !!!! Now I wish that I could scream at you and tell you, little mermaid style, "KISS THE GIRL!! SHA LA LA LA LA LA DONT BE SHY!!" It's not like you have to get married... Or have sex... Just fucking kiss her! I'm pretty sure it's just as frustrating for all of us who have to watch it as it is for you not to do it, or even to admit anything to her. Jesus Christmas you're terrible at hiding your feelings under all that tough exterior. It's not like we don't all watch as that look of longing SEEPS FROM YOUR VERY CORE. You both have it. It's not a secret anymore... Everyone talks about it, but only you deny what's truly going on. Just admit it, and move forward in what could be! Just fall into the happy. Don't get caught up in the politics of it all right now. Just enjoy! Unless somehow you end up being deported.. In which case, it really wouldn't matter anyway, especially if you just so happen to NOT have the insanely obvious attraction for each other.

Sorrow [tapping the vein - broken]

See? The Tide Is Turning Now And I'm Fading, Fading
I Have No Excuses Anymore
This Is Where I Wanted To Be
You've Twisted Me Out From The Inside
And You've Hung Me In The Wind

You Are My Weakness
You May Be My Downfall

Helpless As You Move Away
I Am Empty, Aimless
I Have No Illusions Anymore
They Just Ran Right Out Of Me
And Every Day I'll Fight Not To Miss You
Every Day I'll Lose, Yeah

You Are My Weakness
You May Be My Downfall

So Just Leave Me Here With My Tortured Heart
Or Stay And Watch As I Cut It Out

You Are My Weakness
You May Be My Downfall
I Don't Know Really, Really What You Want From Me
I Don't Know What You Really Want From Me
No, I Don't Really Know What You Want From Me
But You Will Be My Downfall

It is as I've been trying to convince myself it is not... This is how it shall be, and there is no use begging, or pleading. Deaf ears catch no one's remorse. They can only pay attention to themselves. Those that do not listen are content to sit in their own self-centered realm of existence. They care not to kneel to where those who loved them once weep, their knees bleeding and sore from crawling on them, begging mercy from those whom do not hear them... All the deaf ones care for...

...is not getting blood on their shoes. That would be incriminating, wouldn't it.

Elisa - Dancing

Reminds me of you. Reminds me of how i feel about you. Makes me feel so strongly… The memories flood back in waves, and i welcome it. I welcome it and relish the happy feelings that accompany them. I want you to understand how I feel. I want you to listen to me, and think of me, before I’m gone… I miss you more than you can even imagine. I can’t tell you how long it’s been since I’ve stopped thinking about you. This isn’t just something that I can sweep under a rug. It’s real. It’s alive, burning and writhing inside of my soul… My heart aches for you. My mind yearns for your thoughts, your words, your feelings… There is no amount of time left for fixing anything, I know that now. These words would fall upon deaf ears. But my feelings are left unwavering. I have forgiven all that has happened and wished for a new beginning… Though I know that will never come to pass, I will be able to carry myself on the happy memories until something comes along that can distract me into an amnesic state of mind, to forget all that was before and to leave behind old baggage for that which my thoughts will then flourish upon. I’ve grown as a person, and my will is stronger. I need truth, love, life, and happiness to continue to grow and to succeed. I wish it were you to stand beside me and share in the fruits of my successes, and hold my hand in the face of danger, sadness, and strife. To lie with me and speak of dreams and ideas, and to plan for what is to come. To hold me during the rough patches and let me take care of you through all of your troubles. Unfortunately, you’ve decided that you’d rather content yourself with new conquests. I cannot blame you, for it is only human to seek and learn, and to develop new connections, be those biblical, metaphorical, or literal. I pray that you do not forget me entirely, and that someday you will seek me out for some sort of companionship. Until then, though, I know where I am not needed or wanted, and I shall do my best to leave it alone. Though I could scream over and over, “I fucking love you! I would do ANYTHING for you! You complete me in a way I’ve never had before and never will again!” that wouldn’t honestly make a difference unless you felt something for me, too. You say things to me that beguile my fragile thought process and take your words as genuine feelings that you wish to carry out. But you never call. You never text me. You never write me notes. I get nothing, aside from “I wanna be close again, like we used to be. Like I wish we had been all along. I made a mistake, I’m not over you, I wanna be with you…” And the list of things goes on, and on, and on, and on. How I long to feel your arms around me and your lips on mine. To hear you speaking into my ear softly as we hug. Your hugs… Oh, how I miss you… I can only handle so much pressure before I finally snap. It’s taking everything in me not to step in and say “what’s wrong with you? I’m BETTER than they are! They’re MEANINGLESS compared to me! They’re merely a fraction of what I have to give you…” Am I a coward? Maybe. Am I stubborn? Probably. I’m selfish but care enough about what you think to not ruin your happiness, even at the sake of my own.

fml

daydreaming

I wonder sometimes if you think about me. If you wonder how I am, wonder what I'm doing... I wonder if you ever question what I had for lunch that day, or what I'm wearing for work... What I do when I'm not working, where I'm hanging out.. What I'm thinking about at the time, what I'm up to..

I think too much.

Dancing

Time is gonna take my mind
and carry it far away where I can fly
The depth of life will dim my temptation to live for you
If I were to be alone silence would rock my tears
'cause it's all about love and I know better
How life is a waving feather

So I put my arms around you around you
And I know that I'll be leaving soon
My eyes are on you they're on you
And you see that I can't stop shaking

No, I won't step back but I'll look down to hide from your eyes
'cause what I feel is so sweet and I'm scared that even my own breath
Oh could burst it if it were a bubble
And I'd better dream if I have to struggle

So I put my arms around you around you
And I hope that I will do no wrong
My eyes are on you they're on you
And I hope that you won't hurt me

I'm dancing in the room as if I was in the woods with you
No need for anything but music
Music's the reason why I know time still exists
Time still exists
Time still exists
Time still exists

So I just put my arms around you around you
And I hope that I will do no wrong
My eyes are on you they're on you
And I hope that you won't hurt me
my arms around you they're around you
And I hope that I will do no wrong
My eyes are on you they're on you
they're on you

My eyes

Fix

How am I supposed to give up on what I've wanted most out of life? How does everyone think that it's so fucking easy to just walk away, pretend it never happened, and forget everything that had happened? I don't quite understand how I'm expected to just "be okay" with it...

I'm in distress! I'm okay, but not happy. I'm stable, but I'm unsure. I want to get back that happy feeling. I want to have back what I once cherished. I don't understand how it could have fallen away so easily, or how simply it had disappeared, but I want it back... More than anything, I want to make it right.

Wishing

You were once
my one companion . . .
you were all
that mattered . . .
You were once
a friend and father -
then my world
was shattered . . .
Wishing you were
somehow here again . . .
wishing you were
somehow near . . .
Sometimes it seemed
if I just dreamed,
somehow you would
be here . . .
Wishing I could
hear your voice again . . .
knowing that I
never would . . .
Dreaming of you
won't help me to do
all that you dreamed
I could . . .
Passing bells
and sculpted angels,
cold and monumental,
seem, for you,
the wrong companions -
you were warm and gentle . . .
Too many years
fighting back tears . . .
Why can't the past
just die . . .?
Wishing you were
somehow here again . . .
knowing we must
say goodbye . . .
Try to forgive . . .
teach me to live . . .
give me the strength
to try . . .
No more memories,
no more silent tears . . .
No more gazing across
the wasted years . . .
Help me say
goodbye

Ears are for listening

Mouths are for speaking. When one speaks, it is to express a thought. Once formulated in the brain, it is developed through the tongue and expelled through the teeth with the assistance of the vocal cords. Typically once someone takes the time to say something, you're supposed to listen to what they are saying and accept what is said as fact until proven otherwise. To listen to a person speak, to take in what they're saying, typically means that you are accepting their words for what they are worth. If they have power, meaning, they'll stick with you. If not, well... Then you forget them, pretending that they were never said. They become obsolete to the listener, floating into the air like so much soot from a chimney on a winter's day.

Where is my Raoul? Where is my Phantom? I want to know where the person for whom I felt so strongly has gone. I want to know how it is possible to discard feelings so easily. Though it was not a lifetime, it seems as though I waited that long. I want to know if this new found hope is worth putting stock into, or if I'm grabbing at open air, falling into a dark tunnel with no light at the end... Is this something that is worth hoping for? I wish it were... I've wished for it for so long. Is this worth thinking about? Should I be questioning everything so readily? I don't know. At this point, it seems a fruitless labor. From what I've been told, it's worthless to put forth the effort. If this is to become anything, regardless of the level, effort has to be put forth on both sides. This is not pulling a bucket out of a well, where only one side is necessary to bring what is necessary to whom is using the rope. It is a level that must be kept balanced, for if balance is not found one side tips, and every grain of rice falls away. There is nothing less complicated. I don't see how it could be more, though.

how to break a heart

How to break a heart
It is not difficult
Anyone can do it
So could you, if you tried
Just find a light
And switch it off
As easy as blinking
That's what I was taught
When I was too young to ask
By ladies in white nightgowns

In dripping weeds and black ribbons
A girl's best friend is a small handgun
The question was useless
For I could say yes
But you've got to ask my army
And they are not inclined to grant favours just now