“It doesn’t hurt, unless I want. I don’t feel any pain, unless I try to talk. I don’t even cry, unless I open my eyes.”
~ gorgeous song by Katie Thompson, makes me cry every time.
sad dance. beautiful song.
Why can’t I stop? I’m too afraid to jump out of the circle…
I can't believe how many of us there are. I guess it's good to know that we aren't alone, but it's so sad, you know. I'm sorry you are struggling though, I'll be following and enjoying your writing. <3 Sam (from goodbyedepression-deactivated20)
It’s sad to know that so many people are effected… but it really feels good to know that there are people who understand. Thank you for thinking of me and taking the time to keep up with my blog- it really means a lot. I’ve been keeping up with yours as well!
People are lonely because they build walls instead of bridges.
“It is better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone.” ~Marilyn Monroe
Who is “Me”?
I am…
- passionate
- dancer
- friend
- non-exclusive
- insecure
- writer
- student
- little sister
- underappreciated
- overlooked
- introverted
- goofy
- depressed
- lonely
- just another face in the crowd
- boy crazy
- desparate
- mistreated
- confused
- upset
- creative
- …
- capable
- unfocused
- unorganized
- self conscious
- not eating enough
- wondering what’s wrong with me
- trying to change myself.
Blue Night’s Moon
Once in a blue moon
I’ll get a call from you
spontaneously
but priceless is the joy that will ensue.
I loved you since the beginning
but you didn’t seem to have a clue.
If only you knew.
I wished you felt the same way too.
You ended up with her
but you always turned to me.
“I just can’t see her with you.”
But you didn’t see the same thing.
Then, when she broke your heart
the closer we became.
I tingled at your very touch
Or when you said my name.
I though’d we’d have a chance
But did you want to try?
I don’t want to end up crushed
in a million pieces, and constantly cry.
I knew we were meant for eachother.
Couldn’t you see it’s true?
I wanted to spend the rest of my life
Growing old right next to you.
That plan went awry.
We went our separate ways.
We haven’t talked that much
during any of these summer days.
I needed to see your face, and tell you
how much I’ve missed you
and tonight
the moon was blue.
(Sorry I know it’s bad just something that’s been on my mind and I was in the mood for a rhyming poem. haha.)
Wow, that's amazing. I used to write a lot of short stories and novels before, but I've realized that I don't want to write novels for the rest of my life, and got tired of wriing them in general. I've tried scriptwriting, too, but I didn't like it that much, because I'm not a huge fan of dialogue. Now I just write poetry and prose based on my own experiences or inspired by someone I know. I'll occasionally post fiction on my Tumblr, but everything else I post are either raw thoughts or something based on my or another's past. (from watercolortears)
Originally, I thought the same thing. I had no intentions of writing any novels. I just wrote about random thoughts that came into my mind. If I’m thinking about something and it’s bothering me, that itching anxiety wont go away unless I record it in my writing. And then when my psychologist read everything that I wrote, she pointed out that if I switched around the order a little bit, It would make a really intriguing book… so I guess I’m just going to still write randomly and see where it goes from there.
