And I scream to the mountains, and cry in the river. I can't think of any other way to say it.
My heart is a pile of ashes that I've sprinkled too much for others and now I've left myself with nothing.
I wish it was easier, easier than this at least. If I don't make sense then it's probably for the better, because my heart is cold in my hands.
The hard thing about lying is when you can only lie to yourself convincingly.
There are dark stains on this soul of mine that I don't care much for.
Can we trade? No? Too bad, I was going to throw in a pretty bonus with that.
Wouldn't it be nice if I only knew one melody? Then I promise it'd be the only one I sing.
I'd sing it loud for everyone, but I guess you still wouldn't hear me. I'm not sure you ever do.
My father once told me "You're beautiful". I smiled for one and cried for the other.
Amazing, how simple words mean something completely different from different people.
Amazing, how cold I feel when your arms aren't around me.
Analyzing yourself is easier with it on the outside. For me. Possibly for extroverts in general.
I like introverts.
Will I get to hold mine again? I'm waiting for him, but I don't know how long he wants me to... I feel like it's been forever but it probably hasn't. That's what the clock on the wall says, sometimes...
Sometimes I can't see. Sometimes I can't breathe. Physically and metaphysically. Really.
Erin's good to talk to when you need to come back down to earth, or maybe leave it.
Ethan's good to talk to about the things no one else cares about or even thinks about.
Anton's good to talk to if you're contemplating life on a sideways plane and tipsy train.
Chet's good to talk to if you want someone to tell you the truth and fight you back when you need it.
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