zaterdag 27 november 2010


Hell, he’s going to annoy the hell out of you. He’s going to contradict everything you say. He’s going to prove you wrong. He’s going to always want to be right. But he’s going to make you laugh and smile. He’s going to make you second guess things. He’s going to take care of you when you’re sick. He’s going to drive when it’s 3 in the morning to your house when your cat dies and let you cry in his arms and he’s going to just whisper that things will be alright into your hair. He’ll trace hearts into your back as he lies with you in bed. He’ll kiss you with such happiness and passion, even when he’s angry. He won’t be perfect. Fuck, he’ll mess up every damn day of his life. He’ll break things, he’ll break your heart a time or two. He’ll forget your anniversary and what day you two first fell in love or your dogs birthday, I don’t fucking know. But he’ll make up for it. He’ll hold your hair back when you’re throwing up, despite how disgusted he is. He’ll put up with your sarcasm and you’ll put up with his sexist jokes. He’ll make fun of the way you laugh yet secretly love it. The most beautiful thing between the two of you will be, I swear on my life and all that is holy, that you complete one another. That’s all. Like two pieces of a bigger puzzle.

donderdag 25 november 2010


date:01-01-2011 time:00:00
I want to be the one kissing you


It's like looking at all the students and wondering who's had their heart broken that day, and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report on top of that. Or wondering who did the heart breaking. And wondering why.


I have weeks on end where I feel like I can conquer the world
and then inexplicably it all comes crashing down


I want it to be you
I want it to be you so badly


I wanna make you smile whenever you’re sad, carry you around when your arthritis is bad. I’ll get your medicine when your tummy aches; build you a fire if the furnace breaks. I’ll miss you, kiss you, give you my coat when you are cold. Need you, feed you, I’ll even let you hold the remote control. So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink, put you to bed when you’ve had too much to drink. All I wanna do is grow old with you.

so so weak

you got me so so weak


A few sweet words and I'm back in track,
and you know it.

I want you to fight

maandag 22 november 2010


you took advantage of my love

You used me over and over til you used me up

I want you so bad, I'm shaking
You're like a needle underneath my skin
I won't let my hunger for you pull me back again
Wrapped up in you, I lost myself
Couldn't see how I needed some help
Guess the fear of leaving made me stay

I'm so sick of trying, praying that you'll change
I'm walking the line between pleasure and pain
I've got nothing left
I gave all of me
Hurt so bad, I can barely breathe
Gotta save me from my addiction.