January 2012
1 post
“You said to me once, “I want you to love me so you don’t know to do....”
– A Farewell To Arms, Ernest Hemingway (via itsherfactory)
Jan 25th
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October 2011
1 post
I wasn’t looking for perfection I didn’t choose you for your eloquence  or beauty I didn’t choose you at all, I had no say. The Moon ached and stars aligned the day your soul found mine All I ask is that you think of me first, that when the time comes you consider my heart. I want to be your Rosalind to be the only girl in the wide world that could have held you
Oct 5th
June 2011
1 post
friction and sweat and skin
the spark is gone. the light’s gone out. we are not in love. the passion still makes me weak.
Jun 2nd
May 2011
7 posts
the places you linger
labryinth (1986) The National (entire discography) the front of my brain (especially when I’m sleeping) summer 2011: chasing old love across the country okkervil river (select songs) how to train your dragon (2010) old love letters ticket stubs in my wallet, I cannot get rid of. (trains, movies, receipts too) in the spaces between me and a new love the gin and tonic each cigarette...
May 31st
i only wanted to give you everything i have....
May 30th
cigarettes are what you used to be for me; they...
May 23rd
still here. still waiting for you to come back....
May 22nd
i could so easily make myself crazy about these...
May 22nd
so many songs sung by women say the very same things I’ve been known to say so many songs by men apologizing for the same things you’ve down I’m not impressed life isn’t in the movies its resonating through these speakers I’m still hoping for something more
May 14th
I’m forever in a boat coming around the edge of a bluff, always searching for that place to come into land. i want a quiet love. the water’s blue is an endless expanse and i’m rippling along the surface waves crushing silence into my ears. and i’m chasing a broken love across the land and you wont be waiting this time
May 6th
March 2011
3 posts
he must know surely he must know
Mar 18th
walking the streets at night imagining you and I together you’d work on your wood carvings i’d tend to the garden the house would be beautiful and warm you’d be quiet and awkward i’d smile too much and talk to fill silences but there would be love
Mar 11th
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its the middle of the night i just went on a date he was lovely, the concert was perfect i should be happy i’m resisting the urge to tell you about him, to ask if you even care you call. say you’re lonely. you want me next to you i fall asleep clutching blankets wishing we could just be
Mar 7th