Religion.
Religion = Hope + a whole lot of bullshit stories.
Just my opinion.
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Religion = Hope + a whole lot of bullshit stories.
Just my opinion.
cross my heart.
Forever lasts, never.
valentines day reminds me of where you used to be.
“so tell me, would you rather live a monster, or die a hero?”
Forever lasts never.
As i said in my other post, it never lasts. Nothing is forever. The concept of an everlasting..anything… is unheard of. Why bother amusing ourselves to these false feelings of security when the pain it leaves grows by the second.
I cant stand it. I cant stand it at all.
Forever is a lie.
It’s a lie that someone once told me. Or rather, it’s a lie that someone once promised me. And as everything in the world, that lie died…along with the remains of my heart.
I’d rather have a hole where my heart once was, rather then dealing with the bullshit she gives me.
The only time of day where I openly wish we were still together.
Loneliness always creeps up from behind… *sigh
You earn what you deserve, yet, you lose what you most love.
I just woke up and realised, i hate you I miss you
“memory is a way of holding onto things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose”
the heartbeats i used to count while i rested my head on your chest.
playing with your hands when i was bored.
secretly smelling your hair when we hug.
the way you look at me and smile.
stealing glances at you while we eat.
telling you not to bite your nails.
sharing the same meal together.
drinking the same drink with different straws.
talking to you all night and day and still not be sick of you.
falling asleep while thinking about you and waking up with the same thought.
kissing you when you last suspected it.
buying food and eating it on grass.
giving you my jacket when your cold.
holding your bag for you.
acting like a weirdo so i can see you laugh.
remembering how you smelled while i closed my eyes.
that spot above your hips where i rest my hands when we hug.
…and i miss more but it makes me miss you even more
Is it greedy to need love? Or is it needy to want love?
i wonder. what you wonder. when you wonder. about me.
do you wonder? about my wonders. when i wonder. about you.
he wonders. when he wonders. about my wonders. about him.
but i wonder. about your wonders. when you wonder. about him.
i’ll wonder. when you wonder. when he wonders. about you.
tripped out yet? im not.