Wednesday, June 17, 2015

I BET

I bet you start loving me
Soon as I start loving someone else
Somebody better than you
I bet you start needing me
Soon as you see me with someone else
Somebody other than you
And I know that it hurts
You know that it hurts your pride
But you thought the grass was greener on the other side
I bet you start loving me
Soon as I start loving someone else
Somebody better than you- Ciara

FROM MY HEART







"Yeah, I'll let you set the pace

Cause I'm not thinking straight

My head spinning around I can't see clear no more

What are you waiting for"







Is this what you wanted me to say yesterday? I have no more pieces of me to give, there's nothing left for you to take.... Don't cause me anymore pain.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

DETACHED THEN REATTACHED

I had never really fully understood that pain can be positive. All I believed in was that moment. The feelings that were choking me and the pain that was slowly killing me. Now I'm realizing how thankful some people have made me throughout the years. Whatever was meant to be will be. Que sera, sera (oh snap, do you see how this just fell into place!!!) I may have been broken, but the same demons are now helping me pick up the pieces. How cool is that? Good people turn bad. But my party still continues. The people who leave, ALWAYS come back.

Friday, June 12, 2015

A WHOLE POST DEDICATED TO ME, YAAAAASSSS!!!

You have to check this out on https://littlesultrymimi.wordpress.com/2015/06/10/hello-answering-zhanes-questions-about-hair/ a whole post dedicated to yours truly!! Honey, that you read this is so precious to me, you get to be inside my thoughts for a minute and I love the thought of that. Remember this is a purging, a million different stories, begging to be told as they war in my head. They beg to be heard, not necessarily liked. We thank you for your time. Stick around.

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

HEART MATTERS

I know I should be sad right now, I know the situation calls for tears. I refuse to cry for you though, I won't shed a tear. Partings are good for me, meanness is not. We tolerated each other too long now, it was time to blow the whistle. I whistle. Have to wish each other well now, now I couldn't care less. You can't make me have any more feeling toward you, what I felt is dead. As usual, the party's in my head, see you when you can break my thoughts free. PS. This isn't about you :-)