Daily odd compliments, everyone. Seriously. It doesn't get much better than this.
You may feel like the walls are closing in on you..
But thats okay.
Just means I don't have far to push you when I go in for a kiss.
I wish more things smelled like you.
Like all of my clothes.
Or some of my clothes,
and also my pillow.
I plan on bugging you everyday of the foreseeable future.
You're almost as awesome as boobs.
Like, so close.
Every time I think of you,
I'm like, "Welp, looks like I'm not sleeping tonight."
If you were a DumDum lollipop,
you'd be the mystery flavored one.
Because you always keep me guessing.
And I don't know what you taste like.
See?! So great. I bet you're visualizing somebody right now, just from reading those. I know I am... *blush*... Round of applause for DOC and also Fridays off from school :]
A Dreamer's Diary
Friday, September 27, 2013
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
9/24 - Thoughts
"Have you ever thought of being a cheerleader?", the boy sitting in front of me asks. My eyes widen. It's working. The plan.. The acting.. It's actually working. I smile, the corners of my mouth turning upward, the feeling so fake. "No.. Why?" He responds quickly, like the answer is so blatantly obvious. "Because you're always just so.. Joyfull." This guy.. I've known him for years, but it's not like we've ever been close, though he's super fun.. I hear he's on parole till November. I was so taken aback by his question, because sometimes I forget how different perceptions and reality are. Especially in my world. To the naked eye, hey, I'm not an extravert, but it's not like my person is intimidating. I smile. I laugh. But I think if people could hear my thoughts, they'd all run away. I forget sometimes that everyone is this way. Everyone has their own private universe.. One where dreams are plentiful and thoughts run unfiltered. Sitting alone on the bus with my legs curled around me and a book in my lap, walking to class with music drowning out the meaningless conversations that linger in the air around me, locking myself in my closet because why is everything damn complicated.. I like my world. There are no boundaries, no one to worry over. I love it. Simplification of reality meets intricately thought out fantasies. It's a perfect loneliness.. My flawless totality.
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Weekend Playlist- Heartache
That heavy feeling you get in your chest when you're lonely and sad, that pressure you feel, it's what I call a heartache. Lately, that's all I've felt, caused by fights and rejection, I feel hollow and detached. This music is what I turn on when I just want to wallow in self-loathing and disenchantment. Enjoy.
- Wash. - St. South Remix - Bon Iver
- Sex- The 975
- Yayo- Lana Del Rey
- Changing of The Seasons- Two Door Cinema Club
- 2am- A.M. Kidd
- Over My Dead Body- Drake
- Twenty Eight- The Weeknd
- Coming Home- Part II- Skylar Grey
- Fall For Your Type- Jamie Foxx, Drake
- Pompeii- Bastille
- How To Disappear Completely- Radiohead
- Marvin's Room- Drake
- Where Is My Mind?- Pixies
- Bruises- Chairlift
- Kiss Me- Ed Sheeran
- Try- The Xx
- Biting Down- Lorde
- Far Away- Tyga, Chris Richardson
- Words- Skylar Grey
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