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.