Two Weeks

"Two weeks away feels like the whole world should have changed but I'm home now - and things still look the same. I think I'll leave it till tomorrow to unpack, and try to forget for one more night that I'm back in my flat on the road where the cars never stop going through the night...to a life where I can't watch the sunset: I don't have time.....I don't have time..."

For once, I'm not the one with sand still in my shoes.

It feels good to not be attached - It feels good to be selfish.

Am I growing up?

Guess What?

It's fascinating how much you can really do if you put your mind to it..

..if you really take the time to plan it out and take selective course of action..

Complete sincerity, honest passion. Is there anything else like it?

one and only

i know it ain't easy giving up your heart.
i know it ain't easy giving up your heart.
i know it ain't easy giving up your heart.
i know it ain't easy giving up your heart.
trust me.

Adele + One and Only

This year's love

So I actually do have real-person feelings.

I'm glad for this realization. I suddenly feel much more alive and human. Much more "OK". Much more like it might be acceptable to let these tears that are burning behind my eyes...come out.

I can face these feelings. And for that, I feel strong.

Here's the thing though. It doesn't change the fact that you're gone. And as aware as I am that I just want to curl up in a ball and never get out of bed because of you, I'm also disgustingly aware of the fact that you are long gone, and never coming back. I cringe at the idea that I'll need to slowly burn through my day and face the numerous reminders of your existence.

And I cringe, because I know, I'm headed right back to the place I was before I met you. Unopen, deeply removed, and completely disbelieving in love, life and future.

I'm sorry.

My this has turned into a weapfest.

painful

The painful realization that your words actually make him sick.


That you are not special in any way.

That you will not be one of those fairy tale stories.


That you are completely and utterly alone.



That yeah, it just happened...again.


That you trust people too much, and love too easily.




That love does not exist.

I don't mind spending all my money on books.

Oh boy

I knew it was bad and misleading to keep pretending maybe he'd fly up.

then i hallucinated that i saw him.

girl's gotta got to bed.