why can't we just rewind?

"If wealth is lost, nothing is lost. If health is lost, something is lost. But, if character is lost, everything is lost."

she means well, so give her a chance.

stop biting the hand that feeds you before you take off more than you can chew and choke yourself to an early grave.

if only life could lean our way.

all the loudest voices in the world are never right.

i've never been good with change

but i hate it when it all stays the same.

Drunk from the street and from feeling, seeing, hearing everything at once.

I carry inside my heart,
As in a chest too full to shut,
All the places where I've been,
All the ports at which I've called,
All the sights I've seen through windows and portholes
And from quarterdecks, dreaming,
And all of this, which is so much, is nothing next to what I want.

kinda sorta miss you heaps, loser.

one of these days your heart will stop and play its final beat.

i'm not going to make the effort anymore.

just let it all fall in line.

I thought I understood it. That I could grasp it.
But I didn't, not really. Only the smudgeness of it, the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it.
I didn't realise that it would sometimes be more than whole,
that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea.
Because it's the halves that halve you in half.
Didn't know, don't know,
about the in-between bits,

the gory bits of you

and gory bits of me.

in the daylight, everywhere feels like home.

we all look like how we feel.

we created a monster, but nobody wants to kill it.

twatastic

I guess everyone gets to this point at some stage. Some people realise it early on, but try hard to hide it, and for others it can take an entire lifetime, and it is only until you realise how alone you really are that you see what was staring you in the face the whole time.

Basically, everyone has the potential to be a douchebag. Dickhead. Twat. Whatever unsavoury term you want to call it. And I know people always make analogies about potential saying everyone is a bottle full of it that just needs to be opened, and I honestly don't know how the whole thing works, but I think it's just that everyone is born with a bit of "twat" in them.

For some people, it comes naturally. Others often need a bit of encouragement from their peers, and bang! They transform into something you would never wish your hypothetical child to be let out on the street with.

I was going to make this into a full-on rant but I got distracted for an hour or so and forgot what I was going to say....

But anyway. Just don't let yourself get used. Because no matter what, there are some things you just can't take back. Some moments that you won't be able to get out of your head no matter how hard you try to obliterate them.

and i am done with my graceless heart, so tonight i'm going to cut it out and then restart.

And when it's over, and it's gone
You almost wish you could have all that bad stuff back
So that you could have the good.

maybe she tries hard to fix other people's messy lives.

what about her? her own messy life? who'll fix that?