Tuesday, April 26, 2011

     “It'll destroy you if you try to make it mean anything to anyone but yourself.”
There is something about the way your eyes move around my face, and then up away to the sky.
They bring me shame, and longing, all in one.
I hope you can see the break in my eyes, that none of this is easy.
That no matter what, I can never hate you.
You'll be apart of my homesickness, of my heart and forever my head.
I already miss you.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

I'm fighting Ethan.

And I take this as a win

Saturday, April 9, 2011

I think I've thought myself into a thoughtless state. I've thought too much about things I can't talk about and now I can't do either.
I'm stuck in here

Thursday, April 7, 2011

“There is a woman who spent her life loving that evil creature: she died. I'm sure she's a saint in heaven right now. You are going to kill me the way he killed that woman.That is what's in store for all of us who have unselfish hearts.”

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

"Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn't the world, it wasn't the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don't know, but it's so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I've thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it."
i want to go home.