mylifeonpaper
i gave him my heart
then the tables turned
he tore me apart
but for me he yearned
i wanted him still
but it never did work
i suppose i will
move on from that jerk.
i immediatly think of the scene in taylor swift's music video "you belong with me" where she is sitting on the bench next to the guy...why can't that ever happen to me? i wish i could find love. i've never even kissed anyone. still waiting for that guy, i suppose.
funny that the word should be outlet, because this website is an outlet for me. i can put my ideas down, my thoughts, my writing. i can write whatever comes to my mind. www.oneword.com is an outlet for my creative thinking.
wise. the old man who lives on the mountain. must be peaceful up there. he can relax and watch the birds in their natural habitat. he can do whatever he wants. no car horns, no people yelling. no wonder he can think so clearly.
cards. i immediatly think of betting. playing cards, losing everything, or winning it all. what would that be like? to put your whole life at stake for a role of the dice. what if you lost everything? would you do it again if you could go back?
i remember when i was younger and my mother would comb my hair. i'd scream when it pulled too hard, and she would work all the tangles out until my hair was soft and smooth. i miss those days.
It's snowing outside. I bundle up warm in my wool sweater. My grandmother knit it for me. It's getting small on me now, but i still like to wear it. Pulling on my boots, i run out into the white.
A card, a box. i hoped they'd come. i'm the glass half-empty person, i guess i needed confirmation that he liked me, that he would stand by me. that he would be my first valentine. the chocolates melts in my mouth like he melted my heart.
My first thought was of a game controller, but as i let my mind go, it began to drift toward a different controller....one of the mind.
Suicide. A long term solution to a short term problem.
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