I can’t sleep, you stay up with me
I can’t deal with real life, you fantasize with me
I need to talk, you listen
I want to be alone, you leave me
I request help, you assist me
I have nightmares, you hold me
You don’t understand me, you accept me anyways
You appreciate my quirks
You see my flaws, my abilities, my potential
WTF???
How can you do and see all this?
Geesh, I can barely stand to be with me, WTF is your problem?
Have you met me? Do you know who you are talking to?
Sep 12, 2007, 07:35PM PDT | 4 cheers | 6 comments
Is it loved that I feel?
What’s the feeling when you can’t breathe, you’re scared as hell, and gnawing off your own arm to escape seems like a GREAT idea???
That’s love right?
I’m so afraid of being trapped.
Being loved doesn’t necessarily mean being trapped, right?
Jun 18, 2007, 05:55PM PDT | 3 cheers | 1 comment
In order to feel loved, I need to allow it.
Mar 27, 2007, 08:41AM PDT | 4 cheers | 1 comment
Feb 23, 2007, 06:48PM PST | 1 cheer | 0 comments