Tuesday, October 9, 2012


"I need you so much closer" 

Monday, October 8, 2012



Thanks for taking advantage. Thanks for remembering me only when you need something. Thanks for not understanding. Thanks for walking all over me. Thanks for wasting my time. Thanks for your insensitivity.
Thanks for looking down on me. Thanks for taking away the little self- belief I had. Thanks for not listening. Thanks for telling me that the world has real problems and that mine can't compare. Thanks for the sympathy that lasted for five seconds. Thanks for thinking that I was strong enough to be thrown around. Thanks for turning me into the bitter freak that I am right now.

Thanks. Now that you've received my heartfelt gratitude, it's your turn. It's your turn to freaking shut up, because you don't understand. You never listened. You don't know how close I am to a meltdown. Shut up.

Don't call me a hypocrite. I'm starting to hate myself as much as I'm starting to hate you. All of you.

Thursday, October 4, 2012


I just got home, and it's raining, and I'm alone and no one's here to nag. Lovely.

I like watching people.
And I like to laugh.
And sometimes, I worry if all that I'm doing is merely existing.
But then, I realize that I'm perfectly happy with that.
Well, maybe not perfectly. 
But it works out.
Most of the time. 

Well, I had a great night with wonderful people. Thanks. 
Happy birthdaaaay, Squishy :) 

Sunday, September 30, 2012



you and me
we're plain jane weirdos




I've never felt this special in a long, long, long time. Thanks.



Friday, September 28, 2012



This thing called life.
Save me. 




Monday, September 24, 2012



and
if i die before I wake,
my jaded soul is yours to take
i'll stay right here and never leave
to haunt you dearly in your sleep


Sunday, September 23, 2012


well
we're all a little sad
and we're all a little mad 
and we're all a little bit alone

well
we were built on crumbling ground 
and resonating sounds
and ocean tides that flow

well
we're all crying 
and we're all dying
with no warm hand to hold

well 
some are saved
but you're left on your grave
with only filth and broken bones

Friday, September 21, 2012


Please
Please 
Please 


let things get better

Thursday, September 20, 2012


  • Hello there, stranger.
  • Today, I had a bad day at school.  
  • I like nice people. 
  • I hate Chemistry. 
  • I dedicate this bullet to Francesca, whose nails are in the process of growing themselves out. I am so happy for you. Keep it up!  
  • (Seriously, if you knew her in real life, you'd be quite relieved for her sake.) 
  • (Hi Panini.) 
  • Darn Journalism. Can't I just write you little bits and pieces of poetry every day?
  • I see you guys every day but I miss you.
  • "People who go to bed early complain that the night is too short, but for those of us who stay up all night, it can feel as long as a lifetime."
  • True, but believe me, I've seen how short one night can be. You hear people say "It's going to be long night." but the truth is it doesn't stretch as long as a lifetime. The clock ticks. The world will wake. The sun will rise. 
  • It's been a bad week. 
  • Shit happens. It's not life without shit happening.....or lemons thrown at your face. Sometimes, you just don't have the drive to make lemonade anymore, and that's okay because humans get tired and you're just human. 
  • This bullet is for all those who're having a bad day or a bad week. Let me give you a hug, love. 
  • Dumplings because I care. 
  • That did not make sense. 
  • Okay.