Moving on.

Many times I've been told All this talk Will make you old So, I'll close my eyes Won't look behind Movin' on Movin' on So I'll close my eyes Won't look behind Movin' on Lost again Lost again One day I know Our paths will cross again Smile again Smile again One Day I hope I'll make you smile again And I won't hide - Michael Kiwanuka- Home Again

Fay Wolf

breaking and falling apart again. need to stop doing this. it's just an image in my head, it's not real. it's an idea. nothing more. I don't want to do epic tragic romance anymore. I want a normal healthy story now please. no more pieces and clouds. no more longing for nothing, no more lies to myself. I want to tell. how you don't even know how hurt feels and what it means. cut off at the knees. you don't know how a face can inspire such mixed feelings. fire and ice and tumbling revolutionaries. fireworks and soulless minds conspiring, eyes burning into skin, marked for the count of worthless lovers. I'm still counting. How to face this in four weeks, it's impossible when silence hits like a wall, better than my walls. Stronger and wider.

Rae Morris

My senses fall Inside these walls of mine, I’m still a little child. And in the end I'll stop pretending. Sent five roses with lyrics we have in common and three kisses at the end. I would have sent a thousand more if it would have mattered. Not a single word in return but the birds they whisper that you liked them. What does that mean. You liked them but roses are lovely and I'm still blue. Is there still feeling, tell me is it true? Maybe the message was lost on the way, I would have stayed if you begged me to stay.

Fun

I've got nothing left inside of my chest, but it's all alright. everyone I love is gonna leave me.

I wouldn't

how do you tell someone that you cry every day because of them, and in the night you drink to numb the pain of missing them. how do you tell someone that your heart is breaking in tiny million pieces because of them. how do you tell someone that the reason you can't talk to them is that you are too scared to find out that they don't care about you at all anymore, because the pain of knowing that would be too much and would eventually send you over the edge. It would be a beautiful love letter, and a terrible one. who wants to hear they are the cause of so much pain?

Will I ever talk to you again?

"The last thing I wanted to do was hurt you." "Well it's a little late for that" Honestly. If you don't want to hurt people, don't make them emotionally invested in you. Tell them from the start, this is not a good idea. There. Done.

Hart of Dixie

Why do people keep saying "you're so much better than that", "you deserve better", "you can do better", "he didn't appreciate you for how great you are" and all them other platitudes. It is not true. And just makes people keep looking when there isn't anything to look for.

On Today's News

It doesn't hurt me. Do you want to feel how it feels? Do you want to know that it doesn't hurt me? Do you want to hear about the deal that I'm making? No more thunder in my heart. I can't do this anymore. I can't love recklessly anymore. I need to love myself. And only myself. It does hurt me. It hurts knowing what I did wrong, from the start, how I ruined it. And that just because I ruined it, you never had the same feelings I did, even though I thought you did. It was never real. This has to stop. Now.

Back to Wreck

This place has a lot of history and even if no one is listening, it's the place I used to turn to with my problems. Now I keep them in a book. But sometimes it's good to read all this and remember. That I haven't changed at all. That I'm a perpetually sad person. Breaking again. Feels like it's never going to end.

Neutral Milk Hotel

Two headed boy Put on sunday shoes And dance round the room to accordion keys With the needle that sings in your heart Catching signals that sound in the dark Catching signals that sound in the dark We will take off our clothes And they'll be placing fingers through the notches in your spine Best band I've heard in a really long time.

black flies on the windowsill

And I don't wanna beg your pardon And I don't wanna ask you why But if I was to go my own way Would I have to pass you by?

We are the wild youth

Shadows settle on the place, that you left. Our minds are troubled by the emptiness. Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time. From the perfect start to the finish line. And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones. 'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs. Setting fire to our insides for fun Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong The lovers that went wrong. We are the reckless, We are the wild youth Chasing visions of our futures One day we'll reveal the truth That one will die before he gets there. And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones. 'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone. We're setting fire to our insides for fun. Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home, It was a flood that wrecked this... ... and you caused it... ... and you caused it... ... and you caused it... Well I've lost it all, I'm just a silouhette, A lifeless face that you'll soon forget, My eyes ae damp from the words you left, Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest. Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest. And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one, 'Cause most of us are bitter over someone. Setting fire to our insides for fun, To distract our hearts from ever missing them. But I'm forever missing him. (Daughter)

Promise

Who am I, darling to you? Who am I? Going to tell you stories of mine Who am I?

My fiction beats the hell out of my truth

It gets loneliest at night Down at the liquor store Beneath the neon sky Our moonlight Six a.m. the floor comes alive with lice The pan's dried up so tight With hardened beans We're hungry So I lean on you sometimes Just to see you're still there These feet can't take the weight of one Much less two We hit concrete How were we born into this mess? I know I painted you a prettier picture, baby But we were run out on a rail Fell from the wagon to the night train I kissed the bottle I should've been kissing you You wake up to an empty night With tears for two Cigarettes they fill the gaps In our empty days In our broken teeth Say mister, can you spare a dime? Some change could make a change Could buy some time Some freedom Or an ear to hear my story It's all I've got My fiction beats the hell out of my truth A palm upturned burnt blue Don't call it sunburn You've been shaking on the job Just one drink ahead of your past There's a white light coming up You draw the blinds hoping it'll pass I kissed the bottle I should've been kissin you You wake up to an empty night With tears for two Lucero

Stay Gold

tired of second guessing myself and my own decisions. there is nothing but the now and here and the instant tiny mini decisions we make. like bringing a person home because it feels good. or telling someone a secret because you hate being alone with all the thoughts bouncing around. there might be a "this is wrong" but it doesn't really affect the decision in the end. or feeling like 16 again because you're terrified of getting a telling off from your parents. or feeling like 17 again because you are so numb you can't even begin to describe what is wrong or even recognize yourself in the mirror. or dreaming of impossible things because you feel like there's not enough to reality. or feeling like 18 again because you've realized being alone is allright since there are so many movies to watch, series to follow and books to read. feeling like 19 again getting lost in silly teenage novels that are really badly written but captivate you to no end. feeling like 20 again when you start to panic about life and get so paralyzed you just sit shaking and can't move for hours. feeling like 21 when you realize your just getting older and soon you will be 30 and have lost half your life to worrying and second guessing and panicking. and nothing good comes out of it. just obsessive thinking, broken hearts and neuroticism and alcoholism. the only time it's change is when you come away with a new obsession or a new thing to watch or read to numb your thoughts from running wild. like peeta mellark. for now.

Movits: Skjut mig i huvet

Kasta bort mig, förstör mig.
Byt bort mig eller köp mig,
Spelar roll så länge

Begrav eller föd mig, uteslut eller döp mig
Är samma sak säger

Vet att du hör mig
Att jag försöker
Att du kan, sjunger

Väck upp eller söv mig
Tar det till körer
Vet inte vad, men jag
Ooohohohohohooo
Kan fråga vart det kommer från.
Pulsen rusar, huvet känns lätt som en luftballong

Refr.
Spelar ingen roll så länge
-Skjut mig i huvet med en
Jag inte får det du har
Kan inte gå och vänta längre
-Lugern vill tala med mig
Men jag får inga svar
Även om inte det regnar Hallelujah
Så i mån utav plats, tar jag nog med mig paraplyet
(barabara ifall)
Jag inte kommer kunna klara av din

Porcelain Black

I'm not a bad girl
You're just a prude
You're a little bitch
And I'm straight up rude

I keep it blunt
While you beat around the bush
You like to hug
And baby boy I like to push

You don't have to like me
'Cause I don't like you
You're too beige and
I need black and blue
I want it black and blue

I wanna boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes
So who's it gonna be, who's gonna be next?
He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet
That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed

So who's next?
Who's next?
Hey, hey
Who's next?
Hey, hey

On a whiskey diet
Only happy when I'm starving
Vicodins are my vitamins
Slutty when I'm lethargin'

Black rainbows are our halos
Bustin' faces with our elbows
Trainwrecks got you comin'
Kid I know I got you buggin'

You don't have to like me
'Cause I don't like you
You're too beige and
I need black and blue
I want it black and blue

I wanna boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes
So who's it gonna be, who's gonna be next?
He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet
That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed

So who's next?
Who's next?

goodbye

it doesn’t make you any less of a person for loving someone who doesn’t feel the same. love is pure. never feel embarassed or pathetic for loving someone. but don’t work too hard in an attempt to make someone love you back. don’t wait until they start using that love to use and manipulate you. no one is attracted to a lack of self respect.

above all else, love yourself. forgive yourself of the mistakes you’ve made. learn from your bad decisions and never look back. the person most deserving of your love is you.

Jag bara spyr på ditt fejs

Ingen skatt till regeringen, tar det svart på parkeringen

Du betalar, njuter, skriker

men jag skiter i dig

Vet att du vill de, gör de

jag ba' spy på ditt beat

du vill ha mig men jag skiter

skiter i dig

Inte bry mig ett skit, jag bara spyr i ditt face

Ta på mig nu, ta på mig nu, vet att du vill de, gör de!

Redundant

We're the people, the lucky
with the fragile bones
the ones who sit and worry
about getting to old
We're the people, the happy
with the broken hearts
the ones who draw a picture
and proclaim that it's art

Born to Die

Feet don't fail me now
Take me to the finish line
All my heart, it breaks every step that I take
But I'm hoping that the gates,
They'll tell me that you're mine
Walking through the city streets
Is it by mistake or design?
I feel so alone on a Friday night
Can you make it feel like home, if I tell you you're mine
It's like I told you honey

Don't make me sad, don't make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don't know why
Keep making me laugh,
Let's go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime

Come and take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
Choose your last words
This is the last time
Cause you and I, we were born to die

Lost but now I am found
I can see but once I was blind
I was so confused as a little child
Tried to take what I could get
Scared that I couldn't find
All the answers, honey

Don't make me sad, don't make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don't know why
Keep making me laugh,
Let's go get high

(Lana del rey)

Your argument is invalid

Symptoms of Dependent Personality Disorder

Individuals with dependent personality disorder typically experience:

A chronic and pervasive pattern of dependent, submissive, and needy behavior CHECK
Seek out excessive advice, approval, and encouragement CHECK
Sensitivity to criticism or rejection CHECK
Low self-confidence and self-esteem. CHECK
An inability to make decisions without direction from others
Feelings of helplessness when alone
An inability to disagree with others
Extreme devastation when close relationships end and a need to immediately begin a new relationship CHECK

5/8

Symptoms of Paranoid Personality Disorder

Individuals with paranoid personality disorder typically experience:

Chronic and pervasive distrust and suspicion of others. CHECK
Feelings that they are being lied to, deceived, or exploited by other people. CHECK
May believe that friends, family, and romantic partners are untrustworthy and unfaithful. CHECK
Outburst of anger in response to perceived deception. CHECK
Often described as cold, jealous, secretive, and serious.
Look for hidden meanings in gestures and conversations. CHECK

5/6

Dinner plans

10. You’re a non-conformist by nature, and since meal plans are popular, you refuse to give in.
9. You like to spend your free time staring blankly at the pantry trying to come up with dinner ideas. It’s like a hobby.
8. You prefer the “seek and you shall find” method of meal planning.

5. You’re a free spirit and refuse to be bogged down with “organization” of any kind.

2. You want to do your part to boost the economy by spending lots of money at the grocery store, even if the food goes bad before you use it.

Why You

Just wanna crawl into a little ball. And disappear for sometime. Keep drinking. And keep meeting all the wrong men, that I don't like and don't even give a chance. Have to stop trying to get over people by going out with randoms. It's not working. Don't even give them a chance. Just make out with them and leave them. Ignore them. Then the men that I do want: one is an asshole, thought I knew him but apparently I didn't and now he's acting like I'm not here. Disappeared, evaporated. The other is a liar who I cannot trust ever again. Fed me lies for months. Fed me bullshit, and sparkly eyes and perfect moments, and then doesn't want to know it, doesn't want to claim it. Doesn't want me but he acts like he sometimes does but he doesn't and it's so confusing. They keep me thinking, in alcohol distilled clouds, about a future that will never be and leave me be and makes me incapable of loving.

Dirty Diana

I'll be the freak you can taunt
And I don't care what you say
I want to go too far

more alcohol insanity. something inside me that breaks out and destroys me.

destroyer of comforting illusions

Only worth in unattainability. Reality alone is reliable, dreams expectations and hopes serve to define a man only as deceptive dreams, abortive hopes, expectations unfulfilled.

we ourselves decide our being. you are free, therefore, choose. there is no reality except in action. man is nothing else but the sum of his action.

deceptive dreams - why do I live inside deceptive dreams, all my life, never back to reality. never see things as they are, but as I wish them to be. fooling myself into believing dream IS reality. and thus getting crushed when waking up from the dream and realizing it was all make-believe. even if I see through this, it seems I don't want to change it. uncapable of bringing myself to face reality. it's out there, I just don't want anything to do with it.

Take my badge, but my heart remains

I wanted love, I needed love
Most of all, most of all..
Someone said "True Love" was dead
but I'm bound to fall
Bound to fall for you
Oh what can I do?

Take my badge, but my heart remains
Loving you, baby child..
Tighten up on your reigns, you're running wild.
Running wild, it's true.

Sick for days, so many ways
I'm aching now, I'm aching now
It's times like these, I need relief.
Please show me how, oh show me how..
To get right ..
Yeah it's all the side

When I was young, and moving fast,
Nothing slowed me down, ooh slowed me down.
Now I let the others pass
I've come around, oh come around.
Cause I found.

Living just to keep going
Going just to be sane.
All the while I know
It's such a shame
I don't need to get steady
I know just what to feel.
Telling me to be ready, my dear