| I am a daydream wanderer, Making daisy chains with my thoughts and chasing butterflies in my mind, I am a drifting dreamer, Less here than there almost always occasionally. |
Darkness

MaybeI think Im a little bit broken, Or maybe Im just lost, Cause it feels like Ive fallen through the mirror, Like everything is the same, But different.Maybe
I think that you cant fix me this time, Or maybe you have already, Cause I dont feel so alone when youre here, Like maybe itll be ok, Someday.
I think maybe everyone feels this way, Or maybe Im just going insane, Cause everyone feels alone sometimes, Like I know were all connected, Not alone.


Dear...?Dear...?Dear...?
Im not sure what we are anymore. We hardly talk to each other, so friend doesnt seem right, but after all that weve been through together acquaintance isnt right either. I dont know how years of fun and jokes and advice seem to have disappeared so suddenly, but how long can I hang onto the memories? You were always the one that I turned to, the one I counted on. You promised youd be there. But Ive needed you this year, and when I turned to you, you werent there anymore. Where did you go? I have changed, I have cried and screamed and loved and laughed, I have wal


Dear Big SisterDear Big Sister,Dear Big Sister
Someday you will change the world, but I know you will still make time for me, just like you always have. Youve never been too busy to try and help me with homework or too cool to watch really bad movies and laugh until we cry. You are brave, and strong and beautiful. Youre something special, something extraordinary, and someday the world will see you like I do, I promise. And maybe we arent sisters by blood, but we share a deeper connection. Ours is a relationship of cookies and music and firefly, better than anything I could have imagined. So heres to you big sister, brave, br
| I am a daydream wanderer, Making daisy chains with my thoughts and chasing butterflies in my mind, I am a drifting dreamer, Less here than there almost always occasionally. |
Just cause.
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Why did you have to shoot me through the heart?
Where do you think you shot me?
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"Like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3D, but thinking so much differently...."
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"Like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3D, but thinking so much differently...."
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My website --> [link]
My daughter --> [link]
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For who we are can only be deemed by what we think of others.
For what we are can only be read by what we think of life.
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Dancing where the stars go blueee..
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