Comfortably Confused.
Jen. 17. Music. Cuddling. Writing. Movies. Art. Family. Friends. Traveling. Meeting New People. 5T4S. (:
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2012-12-04
I post these for my own benefit.
It doesn’t flow so nicely without the music in my head behind it, but at least I finished one! :D
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2012-11-19
This is probably one of my favorite things I’ve ever written to date; bringing it back because YOLO.
Another demon’s found it’s way out to the surface.
Another savior’s fallen now; why should we deserve this?
Well, I’ve never found much comfort in believing…
but looks can be deceiving.
Glory, glory.
I’ve found my own self out.
Don’t we always
find ourselves face down?
Eyes closed, heads bowed;
We try to find forgiveness,
but we can only find it in ourselves.
Reaching out to find something to hold on to.
Reaching out just to find out no one’s there to hold you.
There’s hardly any left, lay to rest your burdens. It’s only seconds til you’re gone.
Glory, glory.
I’ve found my own self out.
Don’t we always
find ourselves face down?
Eyes closed, heads bowed;
We try to find forgiveness,
but somehow we always lose ourselves… -
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This is definitely a work in progress, but I might be getting somewhere.
When the world comes crashing down,
when no safe haven’s at hand,
when your life’s a broken bone
and nobody’s there to mend,
when the world is on your shoulders,
and the brunt’s too tough to bear,
when there’s nothing left to hold to,
I promise that I’ll be there.Dear, I wanna find you hurting
when you step outside for air.
Grab you by the shoulders, hold you close;
I wanna meet you there.
When we’re at our utmost vulnerable,
we show just who we are.
With our walls down, we are broken.
We are, everybody, scarred. -
2012-11-16
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2012-10-16
My brain is spitting words through my fingers onto the internet…
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2012-10-15
ahsdjahsjdjasldkas;
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2012-08-30
Lyricslyricslyricslyrics.
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2012-08-29
We’re All Part Of The Same Sick Little Games, And I Need To Get Away…
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2012-08-21
I want people to ask/tell me ANYTHING on anonymous right now.
Vent, criticize me, call me a bitch, say something nice. Anything. I don’t even wanna answer them, although I might. I just wanna read things. :x
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Remember when I was addicted to these?
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2012-08-15
Dear Somebody…,
We’re not your fucking slaves. You don’t have kids so they can do your dirty work for you; you have kids so you can raise them to be the best people they can be. If you keep leaving us lists of shit to do just so you don’t have to do anything, I don’t think I’m gonna make it through another year here. I can’t take you. You leave us to practically fend for ourselves for a while, and you’ll randomly pop back up when it’s convenient for you, or when your “boyfriend type guy” leaves you. I’m sick of coming second to somebody who isn’t even gonna be around for you in ten years. You yell at us to straighten our lives out and get our priorities straight. Maybe you should take a look in the mirror and realize you’re just as fucked up as either of us, if not more. Nobody wanted things to be this way, but it’s the way that things are. I never wanted to feel this way towards you, but I do. I’m losing so much respect for you, and I’m beginning not to care anymore.
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2012-08-11
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2012-08-09
“Lullabies” by All Time Low is one of the two things that have kept me alive/sane through my roughest patch… I will forever be grateful for that.
