Wednesday, December 29, 2010


so this is what it feels like to be living center stage
I'm sorry, i didn't mean to ignore you or anything baby. You didn't do anything wrong. I just don't feel like talking to anyone included you. Maybe i just need some time to get myself back- to live- so i can breathe again because i miss having the feeling that i'm free. So please, i'm begging you. Just leave me alone. I still love you.. i always will. It is impossible for me to fall out of love with you. I can see us growing old together in this house with these kids always looking down at that ring on my finger, smiling because i belong to you. I've always belonged to you. obviously you're sad now, i'm treating you so cold. I don't know why, sometimes i just wanna be alone and wet my eyes, let everything run out from my eyes and hope the next day i will be waking up and see how beautiful life is. And you mean the world to me, but i need some time to be myself and think. I love you with all my heart.

WORD OF THE DAY

cachinnation
loud, hysterical laughter
i wear makeup, so i'm plastic? I speak my mind, so i'm a bitch? I cry, so i'm an attention seeker? I speak to boys, so i'm a slut? I like getting my picture taken, so i love myself? Go on, throw me a label, you'll do it anyway. I don't ignore you, i just don't care for you. I'm not stuck up, i just don't give a fuck. I'm not insecure, I just don't trust any one like you. I'm not perfect and I don't claim to be.



Define 'illegal'. Your idea of it and my idea are in separate universes.
lets laugh a little bit louder- kiss a little bit longer- smile a little bit bigger- hug a little bit tighter- run a little bit faster- live a little bit longer

Any time you got nothing to do - and lots of time to do it - come on up. 

COOOOOOKKKIEEEESSSSSSS

Dear heart,

can you please start communicating better with my head? because i am a little dazed and confused and i keep wondering what do do. and i can't help but slip up. you need to help me with my decision making. but not take over it. i need to think a little bit. it's not ALL about passion and love and emotion and romance... as much as you want to think it is. the truth of the matter is that you cloud my judgement and make me only see my lust my desire my love my hate but don't force me to think about my actions before hand. so can you please speak to my head? every once and a while? it would make this relationship run a lot more smoothly. Thank you.


Sincerely,


Kaitlyn.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems, or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you; so intimate, that your hand upon my chest is my hand; so intimate that when I fall asleep, your eyes close.
~ Gabriel García Márquez, “One Hundred Years of Solitude”

In your eyes



Love
I get so lost, sometimes
Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away I drive off in my car
But, whichever way I go I come back to the place you are
But, all my instincts - they return



The grand facade so soon will burn
Without a noise - without my pride
I reach out from the inside

Love love love love love
I get so lost, sometimes
Days pass they pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away I drive off in my car
But, whichever way I go I come back to the place you are

But, all my instincts - they return
The grand facade so soon will burn
Without a noise - without my pride
I reach out from the inside

In your eyes - the light, the heat
I am complete in your eyes
See the doorways of a thousand churches in your eyes
The resolution of all the fruitless searching
In Your Eyes

Love love love love love
I don't like to see so much pain
So much wasted, and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive

But, all my instincts - they return
The grand facade so soon will burn
Without a noise - without my pride
I reach out from the inside

In your eyes - the light, the heat
I am complete in your eyes
See the doorways of a thousand churches
I will not be that complete
In your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes

In your eyes

Love
I get so lost, sometimes

sex sells. enough said.