TorieIsAwesome

mulling over broken thoughts piecing together broken phrases "it doesn't matter" appears at appropriate intervals yet only provokes a flood of thoughts to rush forth If I try to convince myself that I am not needed, does that make me a coward? If I can convince myself that I am needed, does that make me a fool? {x>y} {x

i stared into the distance hoping for a shining star as i reached, i felt my hand touch a supernova my fingers were burned and as they melted a day or two ago i just knew that i could not forget that supernova "oh, shooting star don't ever fly off into a world i never can touch" a feeling that i always hold close as i can feel my mind growing dark and falling apart i want to show the world things even the parts i haven't seen i wonder if forgotten people know they've been replaced? i took in my arms and held them tight and gently gave my lips a bite unhappy days all fade away like bubbles in the sky the steps i mad

I am the girl who hides between moth eaten paper backs And slips into bookstores and devours leather bound spines I am chloroform lips bitten down, red and rosy Ink stained finger tips that fold book pages between my pupils I'm the girl who drowns herself in coffee and cough drops While remaining curled between Tennyson and Steinbeck Wasting days wondering why grass is green And how it can be greener for others and not I Then I realized its all artificial food colouring And polystyrene picket fences Sticky notes yellowed at the edges reminding myself how to smile I've pasted them on my skin in makeshift paper Mache armour But l

Pretty little demon, won't you whisper in my ear? Lean in close and speak in tones that only I can hear. Always be behind me, never let me leave your sight, Enforce that I am wrong but never tell me what is right. Erode away the strength in me, my mind's defense shut down, tell me I'm a vile wretch and kick me to the ground. Take advantage of my weaknesses, pour acid on my wounds, sing to me my many sins in sweet, melodic tunes. Make me feel unwanted, like a pest or parasite, Take away my vision with unusually bright light. Twist me and distort me, feed me lines said in my voice, let me forget how I really feel as if

All of my life, I've played pretend. At five, I was a princess. At seven, I was a cowgirl. At ten, I was a creature of myth. Now at thirteen, I pretend to be normal. Fake a smile, fake a laugh. No one really cares, So I pretend I don't hurt. Pretend to be happy, But I'm drowning. Come with me, We can play pretend together.

"You're mixing water in your coke again." "I know." "You do that when you worry." "I'm always worried." "No, you're usually cinnamon-in-your-tea worried. This is water-in-coke worried and that is seriously beginning to freak me out." "I know." "..." "What?" "What are you worried about?" "You're going to think it's stupid." "Try me." "Well...do you ever wonder about the kind of guy you're waiting for?" "I think we all wonder about that guy, love." "I've been thinking about him more often than not lately. What he would be like, I mean." "Oh. Well...if it helps any, I know what mine would be like." "Really?" "Sure. He will be tal

If I hugged you, would you never let go? If I kissed you, would you cherish that moment? If I reached for your hand, would you take mine gently? If I needed a shoulder, would you let me cry on yours? If I needed to talk, would you really listen? If I needed to scream, would you do it with me? If I needed to go, would you come with me? If I fell for you, would you catch me? or just let me hit the pavement?