You need him?

My inspiration is gone
Flown through the window
The books I've read
Never match the answers I seek.

Imagine me here
Sitting, Waiting.

Time is said to heal all wounds
...but it scars still haunt us.
Your smile still remains
My sanity disintegrates

I wish to construct walls
Create a maze in which I'll be forever lost.
I promised you eternity
You never acknowledged the deal.

My heart was sent to drown in a river
Grasping, Reaching to be salvaged.

We constantly chase the clocks
Only to be cheated by life.

What more is there to say
All love stores end in tragedy.
A broken heart.
A swalloed promise;
An apology placed upon dying lips.

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"And the boy cried, cried, cried, for the girl in his arms, as she spoke of a love that died, died, died."

Him, Her, and She.

Oh does she ever love him.
Love, Love, Love, Love.

Why don't you paint it on the wall?
Wear your heart on your sleeve, scream it to the heavens.

Oh does he see her.
Stare, Stare, Stare, Stare.

Why?
It's simple; She's a star.

Oh does she drive her to the point of insanity.
Drink, Drink, Drink, Drink.

She can't take it anymore,
It'll set her world on fire.

Oh does he notice her.
Talk, Talk, Talk, Talk.

She's in his head.
His perfect disaster.

She's jealous of her for having him.
He knows them both.

She questions her position with him because of her.

He's put himself into a situation.
Deadly, Deadly, Deadly, Deadly

Who will he choose?

You hear the song, you sing along, But you'll never tell.

I feel slightly disoriented, I'm not sure where I am.
I fell asleep and awoke in a dream world.
The sky was purple, and the grass was blue, and I knew I didn't want to come back.

I didn't want to return to the world of starring out a window.
I didn't want to come back the place I had left.

I don't want to be hollow anymore.

So let me stare out the glass, and let me count the people that pass who don't realize whats happening.

Your Comments, My Thougts.

I'm finished dedicating all my time to you.

I'm done thinking I'm not enough for you.
I'm through planning all of our get together's.

I've realized I'm pretty good looking - I don't need to feel ugly anymore.
I've come to the conclusion that I wasted my life on you.

Truth be told, I loved you
Truth be told, I'm dying

Take back all your memories.
Take back all your lies.

I hope when you walk my way, your stomach twists.
I pray that you feel the way I did.

When you see my face, I hope it gives you hell.

I fucking love this man.

December 17th will be a fantastic day.

What better way to end the year then with a concert of one of your favourite bands.

Oh, and it helps when you have someone who works at the venue!

Sunshine and Lolipops!

Today I greeted the world with a smile etched upon my face.

I lived today, really I did. I was good as much as I was bad. I was caring, and I was selfish. I was able to do what I wanted-I was shinned with radiance.

My mother and I spent the whole day together. That really meant a lot to me. Last Sunday an unsettling incident occurred, and this turned out to be one of the perfect ways to fix it. Work, arguments, and inaccurately throughout actions leave us hollow. We need to be able to breathe again - we need to remember how to live.

Let the sunshine illuminate your face.

Spend quality time with your loved ones.

Look for an excuse to talk to people that make you happy.

Laugh, it keeps you sane!

I've made immense with myself.

Today, I embraced the world. I cherished my faults, and I praised my talents.

I leave you with a very inspirational piece of advice given to me by an older brother of sorts;

'Live in the moment. Don't think about the past -it's behind you. Whats done is done. Don't worry about the future, it's too far ahead to plan. Think about where you are right now, and who your with. Be happy with that. If you keep trying to guess what'll happen in ten years you'll drive yourself insane, and never appreciate the wonderful things around you.'

The best of luck to all of you.

All my love.

Hello, Bonjour, Hola, Ciao!

Let me welcome you to my life.

A forty-five minute drive to work, and I spent thirty minutes of it counting the lines on the road.

I plead guilty to insanity.