The Waiting Room.
What I'm doing here, this, this isn't life. This is waiting. Until you wake up one day and realize that keeping me here is wrong, I won't be alive, I'll be waiting.
"Well, all I'm saying is that I want to look back and say that I did I the best I could while I was stuck in this place. Had as much fun as I could while I was stuck in this place. Played as hard as I could while I was stuck in this place... "
I'm seventeen. This is me waiting for permission to breathe.
"Well, all I'm saying is that I want to look back and say that I did I the best I could while I was stuck in this place. Had as much fun as I could while I was stuck in this place. Played as hard as I could while I was stuck in this place... "
I'm seventeen. This is me waiting for permission to breathe.
August 16, 2009
August 11, 2009
Let’s go back to the start.
{fuckyeahkissing:seaofsin:xreighted:life—story}
4 months ago • 102 notes
Let’s go back to the place we used to play, where I was 2 on speed dial. Only becuase voicemails a bitch. I’ll be there with you once again to stumble home and disappoint you but make you laugh again. Why can’t it be the same again. I’m so alone again, I only wish you’d miss me too.
{ffffound; t a t i e l l e - Denise Grünstein}
4 months ago • 9 notes
dryspell.
I haven’t been on in awhile. But times are tough and I’m feeling lonely. So I’ve returned. It amazes me that when times get rough I turn to a website to keep me going. Family is obligation and the relationship that saved my life is turning into a circle of guilt and lies. I won’t get into details because I’ve just stopped crying. I’m beggining to resemble one of those myspace addicted wanna be scene girls and mope on their blog. I officially consist of perfect grammar and puncuation and the occasional misspelled word.
4 months ago • 0 notes
June 21, 2009
