March 2012
February 2012
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It’s a matter of moments. Filling up time, instead of wasting it, lost deep within the worry of my mind. I have no patience, or self control, which just adds to my troubles. If I could just breathe and tell myself to just be, my life would not harbor so much anxiety. However here I sit restless, consumed by things that shouldn’t have been thought about twice. So here I am. Trying to...
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Hot basketball boys
I just cannot ease my restless mind. I don’t know how to put myself at peace. I cannot continue to go on w a lingering feeling of I fucked up going through my head. I’m stuck in a moment that is haunting me and it’s eating me up inside. I’ve done and said all I can. So now I just wait. Wait until the day he texts me back or we run into each other, whether it’s another...
“I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed.
And sung me moonstruck, kissed me...”
– Sylvia Plath - “A Mad Girl’s Love Song” (via frozenwintersdreams)
