January 2012
45 posts
Maybe One Of These Days I'll Feel Better
I've Been Better But I'm Feeling Okay.
People Are Just So Dishonest
I Can Write The Saddest Verses
I can write the saddest verses tonight.
Write, for example, “The night is full of stars, twinkling blue, in the distance.”
The night wind spins in the sky and sings.
I can write the saddest verses tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
On nights like this I held her in my arms. I kissed her so many times beneath the infinite sky.
She loved me, at times I loved her too. How...
Life Sucks Terribly
Fuck.
Anonymous asked: Stop letting her treat you like shit. I promise you could do so much better.
I walk the haunted halls of these memories that I try to wash away with a cold beer.
Death of a Bluebird
Charles Bukowski wrote “Theres a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out” A fragile bird you protect that you keep hidden because its your emotions, your heart itself. I let mine out on more than one occasion. Every time it got banged up a little bit more until now I sit here and watch as it dies alone. There are some things that you cant recover from.
