Excerpt.Two.

"You help me see, you help me breathe." I took a deep, shaky breath. The air was frigid.

"I have to leave." He said again.

"Why?" I asked, searching for some hint of teasing in his eyes.

"It's time for me to go."

I pulled his hand close to my face. "The maps - they said nothing about leaving!"

"It's time for me to go now." He pulled his hand away and put it behind his back.

And then he was gone.

Living in darkness

Or dying in light.

Either way, there's an end to the rainbow.

Takethis.

Why is everything spinning so quickly?

I do not know what to do anymore.

hm.

She always wanted what she never had, but never had what she needed so badly
Someone telling her she was fine and that's not right and it's why I'm saying:
Don't be shy here, don't just lie there, looks don't make the world go round but it comes around

Don't be shy here, please don't cry here, I always have to stop myself -
Cause you're beautiful

Finnegan.

Meet Finnegan(:

He's a little over four feet long, ball python.

.

love

is

a

funny

thing.

im

not

so

sure

about

it

anymore.

Dumb.

I think you're just fine.

So stop pretending.

NovelResearch.

Oh the things I learn(:

five/onefiftyseven.

Handbreaks&Heartshakes.

:)

iloveyouu.

happyhappyhappy.

Please.

Stop creating awkward situations. It doesn't help accomplish anything.

Im flattered, but honestly, forget about it.

What I say on my blog is for strangers and friends to read alike.

I can say everything I need to say right here, but when it comes to people asking about it...

I cannot say it so boldly.

This break has been fantastic.

NoTitle.

You could say you don't understand me, or you could ask me what I mean. I can't promise you I can explain myself, or even promise that I'll tell you the truth. But either way, I will be glad that someone noticed.

TheSummerCircuit.

You do your share and I'll do my part

We'll try to quiet the noise we hear in our hearts

When it comes to love we learned together how

And I owe it all to you girl, I'm being so sincere right now

And we don't need faith and we don't need hope

When you are low, I'll be your rope

Hand in hand we'll move ahead

Quiet your lips, nothing more needs to be said

Yeah, sometimes I get down when we're apart

You help me quiet my heart

Yeah, sometimes I get down when we're apart

You help me quiet the noise I hear in my heart

When we were little, you waited for me after class

Just two little kids in love who would have known that it would last

But we grew up together and built our life

And when it comes to the next step, we'll know when it arrives

Because with you, I never feel rushed

I can't think of a better life to live while I'm growing up

And we'll take each step once at a time

Because forever and always girl I am yours and you are mine

You are mine, you are mine, you are mine

Yeah, sometimes I get down when we're apart

You help me quiet my heart

Yeah, sometimes I get down when we're apart

You help me quiet the noise I hear in my heart

I hope this song says what I can't; I know I tend to rant

But I'll try my best to make you understand

That when I'm down, you give me life

In dark you are my light

I need you and you need me and that's how it will always be

Yeah, sometimes I get down when we're apart

You help me quiet my heart

Yeah, sometimes I get down when we're apart

You help me quiet the noise I hear in my heart

The noise I hear in my heart

The noise I hear in my heart

Excerpt?

"The lines in your hands are the maps to show you who you are," he told me.

As I looked at my hands I realized that the lines were blurry and complicated.

"They get blurrier when you frown," He told me. "And clearer when you smile."

"Is that how it works?" I asked, tracing a few.

"Go ahead." He smiled and took my hand, "Quote me."

Im not so sure where this is going.

Masked.

And so, the masked one goes on.

Living as a secret, for the angel he awaits is not awaiting him.

He lives in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment.

As he knows, that moment may never come.

But so, the masked one goes on.

He would like to whisper his angel's name,

He would like to hope that the wind would carry it to her.

And along with the whisper, he would like his hopes and compliments to go.

He would like her to know that she is beautiful.

She does not listen to the wind.

And so, he writes his whispers in the flower beds.

He writes in an elegant script that she is beautiful,

And that she is loved and needed in this harsh world.

But she does not listen to the flowers, nor the wind.

He stomps silently in the shadows, pacing quickly.

His angel does not listen to the whispering wind, or the sweet flowers.

And so, he waits.

She goes on, falling deep into a terrifying nightmare.

He tries to follow after, but he longs to be waiting here for her when she awakes.

But so, as he knows, she does not awake.

StupidWords.

How is it that every song stuck in my head is the exact opposite of what Im feeling?

Am I trying to trick myself into believing everything is okay when Im really falling apart?

Why is it that I feel so confused right now?

I need a break.

--

I hate mondays.

I hate awkward.

I hate mistakes.

I hate insults.

I hate selfish.

I love smiles.

I love laughing.

I love writing.

I love singing.

I love my Jesus.

I love people.

--

Where are you now?

Now that I need you the most.

Now when all I think about is the reassuring words you used to whisper.

Now when I realize nothing will be the same.

And now, when I realize that none of it was ever your fault.

Now, when I realize my fears got in the way of what needed to be said.

Now, I realize this, when Im sitting here alone with just my stupid pride.

Now, when I look outside and notice it's like a million little stars spelling out your name.

And now, when our song repeats back to me, the words etched into my mind.

Now, when I see that you were so, so, sorry.

Now, when I go back over the silent conversations in my mind.

Now, when just a sign that you still think of me would be oh, so wonderful.

And now, when Im here alone, wondering where you are now.

Ha, oh, yeah, and now, when I could scream out these words, and know you're too far gone to hear them.

The sky may fall,

And the stars may too, But truth is,

In the end,

I'll still love you.

--

Im trying not to worry about love,

Cause I know that even in fairy-tales,

They don't find each other until the last page.

But I honestly don't know what to say anymore.

Cause I know, for the first time, rainy days cant be wiped away,

With your laugh. With your smile.

Just What I Needed.

Thanks.

Im exhausted now.

Masquerade?

More and more, it feels like I'm doing a really bad impersonation of myself.

And oh, how I hate it.

Less.

I want more of you, Lord, less of me.

Dontknow.

Im not quite sure I was ready for all this, and Im sorry.

I cant do this right now, and I hate it.

Maybe,possibly.

This will turn out better than I thought,

And I am determined to make it okay.

Today will be a good day.

I will not let anyone bring me down.

Tonight is a night to spend with my family -- my best friends.

And nothing will stop me from it(:

Please don't act like Im stupid.

Cause honestly, Im not.

It doesn't take rocket science to figure out what just happened.

Grow up.

MyMindSpinsOn.

- Oh half of my heart's got a grip on the situation
Half of my heart takes time
Half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you
That I can't keep loving you
Oh, with half of my heart

- I can care now.

- Im going thorough the day on two hours of sleep.

Lets see how this works.

-Bye.

"Saving and publishing may fail. Retrying..." Oh, forget it.

Im having trouble caring about anything right now.

I just want to rest and relax without having to be me for a minute.

And I feel so guilty.

But I cant make myself care.

I'll be fine tomorrow, and I know it.

But I really cant make myself talk to anyone right now.

And I hate it.

ThoughtsThoughtsThoughts.

Speaking to a four year old?

Trying to get a conversation.

Deny?

Greatest fear.

Plot.Characters.Scene.Setting.Backround.Novel.

Almost finished.

Miss you.

Creeper.

Best friend?

Birthday.

Love.

Confusion.

Memories.

Loss.

Get out of my head, already.

Honestly,

I dont care anymore.

And I dont see why I ever did.

(:

Notsogreattoday.

Ohh,,,

Well, that was terrifying.

No post secret for today, because so much is going on in my mind right now, I dont know where to even begin.