#4amrant

[theusedmoon]

I just want you to cuddle me, force yourself upon me, make me feel it baby. I need you to step with me.

[i-am-reptar]

Its times like this where all I can do is wonder why. I wonder why sleep is such an impossible task for me.

I lay here, staring at the wall as the lights from street lights peak through the blinds, as the mustard colored light dances on the walls through the shadows of the wind blown leaves. Wondering, questioning why my mind only races when it should be still. Why my mind continues to run wild as my body begins to simmer like the ashes after a blazing fire. My mind is full of thoughts, so many thoughts. Thoughts of things to come, things that have happened and thoughts of nothing of importance but thoughts non the less. I wish I could calm my mind and have it slowly quiet down so my nights can become quiet. So my mind can stop sounding like a hurricane of ideas, and become a summer night as the sun sets on the quiet beach. But at the same time I'm grateful. My mind is an amazing thing and it makes me who i am. The never ending thoughts and never ending ideas become so loud and taxing. Until I roll over and see you there. Laying quietly in slumber. I wonder what your thoughts are and what your mind is saying to you in your dreams, if they are happy dreams or sad. Seeing you reminds me that although my mind is a cluttered mess, someone has found the secret to calm the storm. To clear a path, big or small, but a path either way. You make my thoughts sound sane when you listen, you make me feel like the smartest person on earth even when my ideas sound crazy, even to me. You make me feel the way I imagine the characters in sappy love stories fell. My mind is a part of me that ill never trade because I couldn't be more grateful for it, just like you.

[mcmag]

I feel like I'm about to lash out. People are so disappointing whether they are people you are close with, people you used to be close with, people you don't know, people are disappointing. I was naïve to think that people are caring. As a 21st century human, there is simply no time to care about anyone but yourself. The priority is always yourself. People are always talking about themselves, seemingly uncontrollably. I learned somewhere that people feel better about a conversation when they are able to to talk about themselves. People must be feeling good about themselves because that's all I've been hearing about.

[delusions0fgrandeurr]

Things usually slip away from me, and I figured, I should do that too. Slip away, slowly, silently, to the other side of the world. I guess I'm just tired of all the same places, all the same people, all the same bullshit they say and all the same dissapointments they bring. Over and over again. Life here plays on repeat and worst of all, it's predictable. I'm not saying life on the other side of the planet will be better and everything will change for me, but at least I'll be in a new enviroment where I won't know anyone, and nobody will know me. Then I could start fresh. I just need to get away from these prople. That's all. Keep contact only with those few who matter, and somehow care about me, which I'm still wondering why.

[lisawin-blog]

I don't understand why people take pictures of trivial things. I can understand benches, but pictures of your fucking silicone keyboard cover for a Mac, or even you holding a goddamn Chapstick... I don't get it.