“Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it's not because they enjoy solitude. It's because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.”
― Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper

Nobody’s going to save you

“Nobody’s going to save you. No-one’s going to cut you down, cut the thorns thick around you. No one’s going to storm the castle walls nor kiss awake your birth, climb down your hair, nor mount you onto the white steed. There is no one who will feed the yearning. Face it. You will have to do, do it yourself.”
— Gloria E. Anzaldúa

Post Created Oct 14, 2012, 10:10:09 PM

I doesn't matter how hard you try. The sun will always find the wax in your wings.

We Have Always Lived in the Castle

All our land was enriched with my treasures buried in it, thickly inhabited just below the surface with my marbles and my teeth and my colored stones, all perhaps turned to jewels by now, held together under the ground in a powerful taut web which never loosened, but held fast to guard us.


Shirley Jackson

Don't think twice it's alright

Hey!!! Let's just keep going until her knees start to buckle.

I can't seem to catch up these days.

Don't worry. I get it

Glad to know now

Never One

I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.

Margaret Mitchell

Sugar Coated Cyanide

I lied. I do regret it. I do regret you. I want nothing more then to take it all back. And yes, it is your fault.

There's no need to stomp. I know you're there.

Tread lightly. This foundation cracked long ago.

You should be a little more careful with those promises this time...

Or have you forgotten karma is a bee-otch?

A letter to the Messiah that resided in the bed next-door

I bounced from one, to the other, and back again.
I am lost and confused.
I hurt and I hate.
I have lost my faith and my fight.
My head is fuzzy and full of other's words and I am geared for mistakes.
Calling for help is not an option, for I am too far down and there is no one to hear my calls.
So I will smile and nod and extract the best parts.
A belief that I have been groomed to accept the broken because I am destined for shards.

Whatever keeps them happy

Throw yourself into the lion's den to keep the masses happy. But don't expext God to save you. He stopped watching a long time ago.

I guess it was a mass feeling..

You're not special. He's been serving that same ice cream to all the kids...

They're all just men..

hiding behind a mask

Hold your head up, but don't drown in the rain....

It's not always easy being the strong one....

Beware of beautiful words whispered from forked tongues...

There is no need for me to explain. You just go ahead and pick the truth that benefits you the most...

The truth does not change according to our ability to stomach it....

Milk and Hand Gernades

my acid reflux is due to anger. ulcers on fire with rage. i burp and hate spews from my throat. i am, in fact, the cowardly lion disguised as the angry beaver. fighting off the inevitable disappointment in myself. i am too much to stomach for the lactose intolerant. i tried to be strong for you. but these dents in my armor are starting to ware thin. my seams are starting to show. don't pull that string or the whole thing will unravel! i am full of unjustified thoughts and unfounded ideas. they seemed very logical to me. but my head is full of broken teeth. i was satisfied with a life void of color/colour. red is not flattering on me.now i am looking for a place to pull the pin with minimal casualties. but my sails are laying flat and my lungs are full of water and i can't seem to sail this ship alone.