sábado, 29 de octubre de 2011


I'm tired of crying.
I'm tired of yelling.

I'm tired of being sad.
I'm tired of pretending.
I'm tired of being alone.
I'm tired of being angry.
I'm tired of feeling crazy.
I'm tired of feeling stuck.
I'm tired of needing help.
I'm tired of remembering.
I'm tired of missing things.
I'm tired of being different.
I'm tired of feelings worthless.
I'm tired of feeling empty inside.
I'm tired of not being able to just let go.
I'm tired of wishing I could start all over.
I'm tired of dreaming of a life I will never have.


But most of all, i'm just tired of being tired.
It is a risk to love.
What if it doesn't work out?
Ah, but what if it does?

domingo, 23 de octubre de 2011

I feel like now, I should come with a warning label: If you don't want to stick around in my life then, don't ever bother introducing yourself. I can't get hurt anymore.
I have the bitch inside, ready to attack and break your heart.
Be yourself. There is something that you can do better than any other. Listen to the inward voice and bravely obey that.