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Wonderment.

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I wonder when will be the next time
That I’ll clumsily kiss because I’m smiling too big to kiss properly.
I wonder when will be the next time
A man holds my hand
Ever so gently
As to not scare it away.
I wonder when it will be
That those three over said words
Will come from the mouth
of a man I would never want to live without.
I can’t help but wonder
When it will be my turn
To love
And be loved.

-Jr 22.12.15

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Tell me what’s the cure
For two people addicted to each other,
One wants to heal
And the other doesn’t.
You’re a sin and I’m the sinner
But why do I not feel guilty?
I broke your heart and made you cry
Why won’t you leave me?
We live in such a mess that we like to call love
But I never knew that love means ruining each other.
I enjoy every touch and kiss you give me
Even though I know I shouldn’t.
But to you, every kiss, every touch is a new breath of life.
We are neither lovers nor strangers
Just two lost souls that can’t feel the void inside
Once they get together.
One of us seeks recovery from this addiction
The other finds it as a source of happiness.

wolfiaa

i. he doesn’t let me sleep. his cold and uninterested replies keep on circulating in my head hoping that it will bring an answer to my gazillion questions

ii. zits appearing rapidly all over my face due to my lack of resting hours.

iii. i can’t be happy if our conversation didn’t end happy or if we didn’t talk today without me having to message you.

iv. he’s doing, regardless if good or bad, affects my whole mood, my decisions and the words that spill from my tongue.

v. my heart always feel heavy.

vi. i’m making myself look like an idiot for still making an effort to talk to you even when i know you’re not interested anymore.

vii. i cant concentrate on anything without you poking into my brain saying “think of me” hundreds of time.

viii. you make me feel like a side hoe, an option, second and unimportant. which really hurts as hell because you are what my hypothalamus thinks of every second of the day.

ix. my eyes are tired. from blinking, almost crying, and staring at my phone screen waiting for you name to pop even though i know it won’t.

x. you don’t love me.

he’s not good for me — dec 22 2015 (via wolfiaa)

Holiday

I am between being lonely yet being invited to multiple places Christmas Eve and day…
I’m really just wanting to be home alone with my dogs.
People keep asking if I’m coming over…
I really don’t know yet.
Solitude over social anxiety? I can’t explain that to people without sounding rude or depressing.
I’m not sad but I’m stressed out.
I need a vacation from the world, even if only for a day.
I wouldn’t mind someone keeping me company at my house, but there’s no one right now, realistically.
That’s a laugh and another worry for another day.
Oh man I’m rambling….

K bye ☺

holiday ramblings holiday Christmas alone christmas anxiety rambling
tethea
You’re walking with your eyes closed
baby
you’re going to step straight into a wall
but that isn’t important to you is it
because as long as you can’t see the bricks
they don’t exist.
Open your head, honey
look at the world for what it is
so gorgeously brutal
so full and bright
so dangerous.
open your eyes
before you decide that the best way
to avoid the bite of frozen winds
is to stop breathing all together.
The universe is much prettier
if you let it show it’s self to you
A.O.A.M. || Closed Eyes (via thehipsterconspiracy)