EVERYBODY JUST LOOKIN FOR FREEDOM&LOVE.
EVERYBODY JUST LOOKIN FOR FREEDOM&LOVE.
sometimes, i feel as though you’re pulling through the blinding light away from what we created so quickly. it’s all down hill from here, from where we began to notice each other’s faults. you’ve got more than me though. even though i’m constantly convincing myself that i’m not wrong. it’s in my DNA to be insecure and pulled tight into something i don’t know. but that’s how i learn to fall and get up again. i won’t fail with you tied to my hands..with blood. i refuse to give in to something i cannot trust..so you must win. i. must win this game.
i know you hate me.
it’s hard not to be ashamed, but what’s there to be ashamed of? i’m human.
damn girl,
(via emyfersure)
wife me uup.
just want you to make me your main.
(Source: m-e-0-w-z-a, via skinnyevilcunt)
i was trying to pretend it would be easy to just ignore everything thats not right. but i keep getting that crying feelng in my throat. i understand that i should be happy that you are happier where you are now. my skin isnt warm, its lonely, missing you.
christmas,
nobody understands you, but I do. once I finally open my mouth and empty my lungs I will rid you of your loneliness and give you a shoulder, a hand, or a way out. a clan of wolves howling at the same moon.
WOLFsoul.
having you there to lean on as you lean on me. you are a masterpiece, movies and novels that only genius can create; I have waited for you. others have said your words to me before yet you aren’t cliche, instead you flow through me. legend has it that you are half until you meet someone who makes whole. the ache I feel though, when you kiss me goodbye for just an hour..just sixty seconds after you walk away I realize that I was only whole before I met you. now I’m made up of pieces that only feel put together when you’re around. even if I was fed a lie about what this really is, I swallow it whole and revel in the truth of our love. and the honest to god reality is that I’m on my knees with you, giving in. I’m not only half, but whole because I carry you with me. we sway together and whether our souls stay tangled or unravel, je t’aime.
Je t’aime,
all I need is for my insecure ear to be far away from the mouths, ones that only seem to feed on my mistakes. should I feel guilty or should I just shut up and take it?