January 2010
For Aaron
I will never be able to tell you any of this. But I need to write it somewhere.
I should feel something. Feel heart-shattering grief or sorrow or something. I should. But I don’t. I am an empty husk - I finally know what it is that that cliche means. My heart, which felt like it might burst with fear and grief and sorrow just days before, is empty. I can almost feel the gaping hole where...
Turn Off My Heart and Let Me Live
I don’t know if I will ever let anyone read this. I sobbed while I wrote this.
Turn Off My Heart and Let Me Live
Friends shouldn’t try to fall in love.
But we did.
And now I’m this
guilt ridden
heart sick
nervous
being who is going to take your heart
and tear out of your body.
Not willingly.
Never willingly.
But it is something
something unbearable
that I need to do.
The...
Turn off my heart and let me live
That would be a really epic poem title. I think I need to write that.
Is it bad when it’s been just about three weeks since I’ve seen you and I haven’t missed you? Is it bad that you’re part of the reason that I’m dreading tomorrow? Is it bad that my head knows what I need to do, but my heart won’t let me? I don’t want to lose your friendship. I want to...
Reblog with how long it took you to actually read...
honksfortonks:
fuckyeahmaraudersmap:
For me it was a while (two years 8O) even though I got it the day it came out. Mostly because I was at that point where I was just “D8 It’s going to end!!!!”
Four days including sleeping, eating, going to the bathroom/showering.
Minus that? Probably around two days.
I think it took me around two days. But I really don’t remember. :O I do...
Official News in today! I’ll be looking forward to seeing some of you...
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