January 25, 2008

“Am I really dieing? Oh William we’re all dieing.”



Current mood: pensive




One day we will lay in hospital beds and retrace the moments of our lives in our heads.
all the rights and wrongs, the time spent hiding and running and learning.
all the love we could’ve shared and all the happiness we should’ve found.

But those moments will be past and there will be no going back.

When all that’s left is just us in a big white room, when we're back to the very place we started. On the path to whatever comes next, when all that remains are the memories and choices we have made, only then will we understand.

January 23, 2008

“He took her roughly, rudely in a way that made her scream. And around them the flowers bloomed” -Bentley Little (The Vanishing)


Current mood: optimistic




We get stuck in life's moments. All we are is a series of them. Life is hard but that is what makes it beautiful. Pain is real and we bring it upon ourselves. Hearts are fragile and don’t fix easy. Love is nothing easy and it isn’t cheap.

I am telling you nothing you don’t already know. I am a martyr for its cause though and I come with a message and a reminder. This is a thing worth fighting for. It's strong and real and possible. We're closer to Heaven than we'll ever know.

January 3, 2008

So I am getting really excited! Aren't you?

January 2, 2008

"Would you believe me if I said I didn’t need you, cuz I wouldn’t believe you if you said the same to me.”

Current mood: numb



As hard as we try we take twelve steps back for every one forward. Us and right aren't even writing letters anymore. We have a love that is stronger than walls and words. The kind of love that feels so much like doom. Babyluv has so little heart doesn’t she. I write our leading lines and live by leading on with or without lies. We’re going nowhere fast and sinking rapidly. This is what drowning feels like. How can something we want so much seem so much like our own self destruction?

We can’t see eye to eye no matter how hard we try and our eyes are always watering. We put our shoulders forward and give it one more go.

I can only hope this isn’t all for show.
This isn’t how I thought this would go.