June 2009
44 posts
My new tumblr
iamthekeeper.tumblr.com
You feed off weakness.
I’m making a new tumblr.
iamthekeeper.tumblr.com
Emily;
I think that we listen to all the same music.
“She is always why you cry but she is never here to be broken by the tears like I...”
– n/a
I cant remember what I was going to write
here.
I picked up.
I smiled when I heard the voice on the other end.
arethasgold:
How can you ever judge anyone without hearing both sides of the story? I don’t understand.
I wish you would
call me back my hearts in my feet
“I don’t think I am a bad person. People tell me all the time what a good...”
Your love is the barrel of a gun
I changed my whole life in one night.
I wish I could roll my skin up like my sleeves;
I would show you the scars you left on my heart I think they’d mean more then pink lines on my skin. I know that when ears hear your mouth sob the story they will hate me but I wonder if when the light hits even you will see me so broken and worn down.
“It’s not worth it if you’re the only one trying”
– cj
“After they both have their memories erased, they meet and fall in love again,...”
There’s blood in my mouth because I’ve been biting my tongue all week. I keep on talking trash but I never say anything.
me: as far as intimidating a lot of people find me to be and I cant understand why.
Emily: You are intimidating at first. And for a while after that. I don't really know why either. I think it's because there's a very high possibility that you are very different than most people. It scares them, sometimes.
me: No I am not different. I am just what they are but hide so no one knows
Emily: That could be it, but I don't know. Most have just never met anyone like you.
me: well, I've never met me what am I like?
Emily: I've never met you, either. I know as much as you do about you. Well no, that came out wrong. You are harsh, but if you catch you at the right moment, your heart hits bigger than your words. You're just you. I explain who I thought you were the first night we ever talked, and I still feel the exact same way. You just come off as one of those people who is laid back on the outside, but on the inside, there's so much going on you almost can't handle yourself. You understand that life is what it is, not much more and not much less. Thinking always gets you into trouble with yourself. I know that's probably just about completely off, but that's just the type of person you come off to be. We don't have enough of those here.
Me: I feel like a shit bag.
Emily: You are a shit bag, but if there's a good kind, you're it.
Go take a look in the mirror yourself would you? Maybe that is why I dislike you so much: because you are so full of shit wanting to believe you’re different. Why don’t you go outside and breathe and be happy. According to you and your definition of ‘real problems’ you don’t have any either. News flash kiddo: life is never going to be easy and you aren’t the...
I don't fit.
I’m okay with that.
You're right
people do change. We grow up, apart, and together all at once. It is out of our control it just kind of happens.
Is that from
the rose I gave you that day you weren’t feeling well?
My name is Chloe and I am an epic fail.
Mostly because I’ll never tell you how I feel but you’ll think I’m bluntly honest just because I say what I think. I suppose this is where I should tell you that what I think and how I feel are rarely the same things. I don’t like to be figured out and I’ll never want you to know that you may be my weakness in this world so instead I think I’ll just sit here and...
I got..
one phone call from you when I was at work that went to voice mail. I deleted you from my myspace because you ignored all my appologies after jumping down my throat. And no, I would really love to know what you ‘think’ I did.
I sat once petrified on the class room floor when I was seven.
The eggs they rolled around till they rolled off and cracked.
The baby bird screeched and died.
Then I understood life.
I watched my hair grow.
I hate all of my vegetables.
Now my breathe reeks of you
and your teenage love.
I was once the lion.
Now I am only the den.
The blood is on your hands.
Dried crimson flakes.
I...
What did I do to you?
You’re the one who stopped talking to me. You just assumed things you never ever gave me the chance to say anything. Please tell me what I did? If you shut me out that cannot readily be my fault.
Pre-paid.
I am affraid that the pieces just don’t fit together anymore.
Callie
please just stop.
I never thought you to be this kind of girl. I never thought you to be a lot of things your words were so convincing. You are no different I just wish you would stop rubbing wounds red. Its hurtful….I cannot believe I am saying this.
You can’t face forward when you’re turning back.
This is phase ten, I’m not fazed.
The dichotomy between you and you,
has been utterly disorienting.
you’ll understand when you’re not resisting.
I am at point a,
And you are at point blank
When I am staring you down.
I have found that winter brings around a sudden furrow to my brow,
and I can’t help but...
I do not understand or know when this happened.
Somewhere along the line of things I caught something I didn’t realize I had until the side effects started showing soon after you left. I always have had pride in my charm till a girl pointed out that it was pure poison. I never took that into consideration my words will knock you off you feet and my hazel eyes will hold you in a glance so you don’t shatter. They fall in love with me...
I miss you. Come back?
ABORT!
“Too many turns have turned out to be wrong, this time I learned that I knew it...”
Since when
is showing up randomly at a house you are not welcome at a good idea? I hate people.
“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
kfjkljskf;djask;fjds;akfjdk;sajfiooeaw”
– I don’t feel any better at all.
“You’re floating away and she doesn’t even notice.”
I'm sure if I told you what I really thought,
you wouldn’t talk to me anymore. I don’t like this at all its changed so much so fast I don’t even feel like its the same. Call me shallow, I know I am but I’ve never pretended that it didn’t matter.
“Maybe I feel like I should tell you something, you forget all those horrible...”
– anonymous AIM message.
“It’s amazing how many people you’ll leave behind for one person.”
Who knew,
I would feel so bad for things working out how I wanted them to.
Oh, I'm sorry what did you want from me again?
Everything? Well so does everyone else, get in line.
My eye lids burn and I am starting to question every word thats leaving your lips. What am I working for? “You don’t bust your ass.”; that keeps replaying in my head over and over.
“I am the martyr.”
May 2009
62 posts
I don't think
You ever think about how you make others feel, I wish I could act like you so you would understand. You still proably wouldn’t get it you would just think I was being mean. I wonder if you realize thats how I feel.
“I gave everything inside of me away. I became a shell and lost myself in...”
– CJ
I hate thinking,
about how much time I spend working. I add the hours together then multiply it by how much I make for every hour I am there. Then I start to think about all the things I am missing by spending that much time working. I need the money though for the future. Then I start thinking about why I need the money and if those reasons will still be the same in a year. It’s strange to think about how I...
“I lost you, maybe I will never be used to having you again. Maybe I will always...”
I thought that..
I would be happy that you were happy. I mean…I am I just you put up such a good arguement I believed for a while that you were right about things and I was wrong. Now I guess you see that I knew what I was saying after all. I’m sorry and I am glad you are home now.
“I was playing tag with sanity, I just didn’t care.”