| I'm your average wannabe artist. I suck at drawing. Yet, I try. :]] I love writing, but a bit self consious about it. >///< |


What Hurts Me The MostWhat hurts me the most? Not knowing the beating, loving heart inside your chest, even when given the chance.What Hurts Me The Most
Or watching you, with her, walk away, knowing you don't want to come back, and me leaving so much unsaid,
so much inside.
What hurts me the most? Forcing this smile, when I see you two. Getting up and living with the regret. Knowing the hell I've put you through, and expecting it to be the same, between us.
What hurts me the most? Loving you, or knowing that you love her? Knowing what could have been, and all that


Oklahoma StormsRestless, perputualy turning into it self. Wanting, waitingOklahoma Storms
to be given the sweet release it so craves.
Exploding, horribly spewing everything it's held in. Unpredictable, but always wanting, waiting, to be done with all of it.
Dark clouds float away, peace left at last, until the next storm hits, to wash you away.


MemoriesDo you remember just a couple of months ago?Memories
The chemistry between us that wasn't at all akward, but it was right.
Remember the phone calls, when we would talk about the most personal things? Remember how the most random subjects kept us talking for hours, just to hear one another's voice? Remember how good it felt for me to be in your arms, even for one night? How good if felt to be in my arms, that one night? Hand in hand, we walked together. Remember all that?
Because I do, and I can't express the regret I feel for never taking a chance to fall with you. Now, it's t


You Saved MeYou saved me with that smile, and those hugs.You Saved Me
You saved me from myself, from them.
I remember, before your light shone, I remember the dark night that was my life, when tears constantly fell, and the blood would flow.
I remember those days, the days where I lay half dead. Staring out at my room, my small, green room.
The room I haven't painted since I was eight. The dancing butterflies on the wall twist themselves around me, Taunting me with their beauty, I reach out and crush them.
One by one, my childhood memories disappear. My life is soaked in blood, eyes h
I TAGGED YOU!!!!
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...IN AMERICA.
I'm a writer.
I'm an artist.
I'm a human.
Words, it's what I do.
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pasta~
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IvanXYao all the way baby........[link] [link]
I'm the co-founder of the Russia Fan club [link]
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...IN AMERICA.
I'm a writer.
I'm an artist.
I'm a human.
Words, it's what I do.
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IvanXYao all the way baby........[link] [link]
I'm the co-founder of the Russia Fan club [link]
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devil on the edge
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devil on the edge
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...IN AMERICA.
I'm a writer.
I'm an artist.
I'm a human.
Words, it's what I do.
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