i decided i wanted to pull through, for once in my life. so the absence of my highest elevations may leave me with bigger lungs to inhale short breaths with whenever you're around, but my stress level is through the roof. one of the arguments they used to throw at me was that i just didn't care about anything when i was stoned all the time. now i can respond with "but is that really a bad thing?"

it wasn't abuse, it wasn't an addiction. it was just always there.

maybe that makes me… Continue

she's beautiful in a way that beautiful has never been before, the most mesmerizing color to ever come into existence. pretty stares at this girl from the sidelines and wishes she could be like more like her, but that's because all pretty has is looks. the most captivating thing about this girl is that she never looks - not at me, anyways.

i know that girl is gorgeous on the inside, or she used to be, but she never shows that to me anymore. the memories of my happiest times are the saddest… Continue

i'm sick of writing of these past mistakes because all it results in is me repeating them over and over in the desperate desire to understand where i went wrong.

i starve for situations that make me feel irresponsible and reckless because this constant broken-record schedule is making my ears bleed with the repetition of "work, sleep, work."

this is why they say you have to do what you want to do, you have to find something that you're interested in because you'll be doomed to a… Continue

you're like a reoccuring theme, a reoccuring dream that comes in with the winter snow.

brightly colored lights flash their reminders past holidays and it's not exactly something that i can just take a break from.

i've been trapped on this train of thought that repeatedly brings me to the same conclusion of a destination: you were destined to be a work of art. the supporting evidence to this includes your eyes, a lighter, more mesmerizing shade of baby blue than the world has ever held… Continue