Now listening to: Billy Bragg & Florence Welsh - Fairytale of New York
Already in a Christmassy mood. It’s going to be an exciting 3 weeks at home with family. Being away made me realize whom I miss most.
Merry christmas all :)
In the end, the only people purely accepting of your tainted self are the people who brought you into this world. Even if you lose a leg or your mind, they’re there, to ensure your happiness regardless of their own.
I used to think that love makes the world go round but really, the greatest kind keeps you still and steady <3
When he spits such hurtful words, you find your body curled in a corner, your heart limp and lifeless, “why would someone do that, or how can someone do that?” you worry, you little wart but no, such are facts.
It’s a funny world we live in. Eyes turn dark in an instance, and you wonder how and what and why. Is it you?
Can you go home to the place where it all began? Please.
I just realized how I’ve allowed people into my life too easily and too swiftly. It’s amazing how stupid I once was to think that people were genuinely nice with no ulterior motive, that everyone loved each other and was not out to hurt one another.
Okay.. maybe that’s an exaggeration but it states the point I’m trying to make. I don’t blame anyone for my lack of awareness but it would’ve been nice if people weren’t like that. Not saying I’m the nicest person in the world but I do try to better myself.
Point being that after finding myself on an ex-boyfriend’s Facebook page, I came to realize what a waste of my life it has been, bringing people into my life, expecting them to appreciate my openness and perhaps, build a future from there - whether it be friends or lovers.
But after awhile, post-eruption, the men in my life stray and I suddenly find myself alone, ignored and betrayed. Do they possess no shame? Or am I just not worth it?
Just think about it, when you’re keeping yourself steady from harm, there’s always that one symphony of evil pushing you down an alley of the confused and ill.
Wait a minute baby
Stay with me awhile
Said you’d give me light
But you never told be about the fire
Drowning in the sea of love
Where everyone would love to drown
And now it’s gone
It doesn’t matter anymore
When you build your house
Call me home
And he was just like a great dark wing
Within the wings of a storm
I think I had met my match — he was singing
And undoing the laces