My kind of time’s meant to carelessly spend My kind of nights are the ones that don’t end My kind of fun doesn’t make any sense And my kind of love, You won’t ever forget…
Well… happy freaking new year. Lol. Just like i said yesterday on Facebook, you’re not going to get some kind of “new year, new me” post out of me… because honestly, half the time i’m terrible at meeting goals, but to be perfectly frank? No one can really, truly, drastically change who they are. You’re given the body, the mind, the heart, the soul you’re given… and you can just work to improve it, to grow, and to learn… but you can’t expect to just be able to change everything. And certainly not in 365 days. So no… not ‘new year, new me’… just… new year, improving me.
We go like up til i’m sleep on Your chest Love how my face fits so good in Your neck Why can’t You imagine a world like that?
Lord. i took this photo Christmas Eve, edited it Christmas morning, and then didn’t get to post it until right now. i’m doing this thing where i’m trying to focus more in the moment when i’m with someone/doing something rather than multitasking with 600 things, and honestly it’s been so good.
Do You know what You’re doin? Whose feelings that You’re hurtin’ and bruisin’? You gon gain the whole world, but is it worth the girl that You losin’? Be careful with me…
i’m still alive, i promise. i’ve just been pledging and unable to change out of my uniform for the most part. But after having most of my individual stuff done, i got permission to change to bring you this outfit today, so thank the Big Sisters. -laughs-
The endless of darkness is hovering The sound of the silence is deafening Ten billion decibels shattering
People ask me sometimes why i withdraw from people and places that i used to frequent and enjoy being around. Most of the time, my answers to this question are varied, and can sometimes be an over-reaction to a perception i have about a P/person or situation. Today, though, today was different.
i can’t breathe, i can’t be i can’t be what You want me to be Believe me this one time Believe me
When it gets cold in the South, that’s when you know winter is ‘officially’ here. When i, in Southern Alabama, get cold, that means it’s winter. -laughs- And my favorite Papillon market sim just changed over to winter and snow this week as well, so that’s what came as the inspiration for this photo.
i said i’d catch You if You fall And if They laugh, then fuck ’em all And then i got You off Your knees Put You right back on Your feet Just so You could take advantage of me…
Decor and i aren’t usually friends, but it’s been mentioned to me that i should show what i can do (or, rather, what i attempt to do) with decor from time to time in here. At one point, i had given myself a goal to improve in this area, and i guess i just gave up on it, or i lost track of it, or i didn’t have the time to push myself as hard as necessary, or some combination of those things and others. But here i am, giving it a shot again, i suppose.
Can we come back from this, Can we come back from this? Put the pieces back where they belong Can we come back from this, Can we come back from this? Or are we too far gone?
“I should have seen the warning, this heavy weight inside my chains. I should have told You sooner. Thought that I could wait instead. Can we stay here together, waiting for answers, and figure out which way we should go? Is it out of our hands? Or do we still have a chance if we hold on til the last of our hope?”
There’s something about You It’s when You get angry, You have me at Your mercy… And You’re like the shoulder to turn to Cause certain things mend us when we’re hanging on for dear life We held on so tight…
Lately I’ve been getting back into freeform poetry written for speaking aloud… and so don’t be surprised if a lot of my posts become sharing some of these with you – like the last post I did, and my post today.