Prince Charming is overrated.
I'll settle for Phillip. or more recently, Adam.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Now.
We ran to holy ground
we ran away from demons
we ran 'til we're the only ones around
we climbed up the walls
we broke into the tunnels
it was right then I knew I had started to fall
well now I've tried
now I've waited
now I've becoming that goddamn girl
I just wanna hear you say again
"you're my world"
you were falling for me
but she's still in the picture
you were falling to your knees
well now you've locked me out
well now I'll cry my eyes red
second place can't be what life is all about.
we ran away from demons
we ran 'til we're the only ones around
we climbed up the walls
we broke into the tunnels
it was right then I knew I had started to fall
well now I've tried
now I've waited
now I've becoming that goddamn girl
I just wanna hear you say again
"you're my world"
you were falling for me
but she's still in the picture
you were falling to your knees
well now you've locked me out
well now I'll cry my eyes red
second place can't be what life is all about.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Neil Gaiman
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes
you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up
your heart and it means that someone can get inside
you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses,
you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing
can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different
from any other stupid person, wanders into your
stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't
ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss
you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own
anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats
you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so
simple a phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends'
turns into a glass splinter working its way into your
heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in
the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-
rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up
your heart and it means that someone can get inside
you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses,
you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing
can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different
from any other stupid person, wanders into your
stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't
ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss
you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own
anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats
you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so
simple a phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends'
turns into a glass splinter working its way into your
heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in
the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-
rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
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