my heart is bigger than yours

take paper clips and make them hearts,
just because i want to collect them
and keep them in a tin covered in fairy tales.

i'm starting to believe that symmetry is a bad thing
because
anyone who looks straight,
almost always ends up crooked.

we defy augery

i don't have beautiful analogies,
i can only describe you the way i see you.
please don't take it the wrong way
i don't see what others do
i try and see beyond
i'm like stained glass,
think of me as shining one way
and as soon as the light changes
so
do
i.
and
if you think about it
we're like pieces of glass together
i cut you one way
and you cut me another




not that i said we're good together.

you, me and the big purple monkey hanging from your insecurities

we're all just waiting for insights into our insights
"i also don't feel like i'm the lead in my own life story"
well, honey, neither do i.
maybe we can join our lives together and prove to the world
we
are
really
real
but maybe we can't.
someone once told me that everything can be decided on the flip of a coin,
and that everything was a yes/no question,
no matter what the answer you were expected to give was.

i guess that person was right.

There's no such thing as love, just romantic situations.

I want something new.
I want something exciting.
I want collective edition DVD's.
I want more stationary.
I want to stop itching.
I want non-intrusive questions.
I want my own house.
I want freedom *space*.
I want liberation from the oppression that is my life, right now.
I want MA15+ rated movies.
I want concert tickets.
I want to be left alone.
I want to sing.
I want normal length toilet paper.
I want to go to other high school musicals.
I want understanding,
I want to be understood.
I want to live down to people's expectations.
I want to be silent/invisible/dead.
I want more controversial books that make good people cry.
I want more space.
I want it all.
I want a friendship that asks nothing more.
I want to ban innuendos.
I want Dumbledore to be alive again.
I want Snape/Sirius to be friends in fiction heaven.
I want him in bed.
I want the middle to last forever.
I want to sleep.
I want to be more enthusiastic.
I want a chip in my brain that will lead me home.
I want more creative writing sacs.
I want privacy.
I want everyone to just shut-up.
I want people to think i am a bitch.
I want
I want
I want
I want
I need something stable
* space *

figurines that glow

i'm happy that you're happy that i'm sad.
making someone else happy really does give someone that unexplicable sense of joy.
you know that one that everyone describes as 'charity' ?
yeah, that.

i'm really hoping that all the good things that happen to me aren't karma but luck.
and that every emotion that runs through my mind is actually there and not something that's going to leave me after only a few moments.
i'm trying to capture the feeling that i got when i first met you.
but
it's
not
happening.
maybe pretending i'd never met you and seeing you again
would bring it back ?

i'm not sentimental, but i think that you're a first

we're not strangers,
you're dissassociative.
we're not strangers.
give me more.
we're not strangers.
STOP.
pretending that we're strangers isn't going to make everything disappear.
in fact,
it only makes things worse for me
because
it makes me see myself
the way you did.

what happens when all i can think about is your hand in mine?

i'm not admitting to anything
but
looking at you looking at me
makes me feel
so
much
more
alive
.

i wrote your name on pieces of paper and gave them to you with a tiny retarded animal in a plastic bag

and i know you're going to love it.

i'm on fire; and now i think i'm ready

i'm going to bust a move
and you're going to watch
and i'm going to impress all the boys with my sick dancing skills
that are
non
-
existant

and you'll be jealous,
because they'll look at me
the way i look at you.

loving you is like cutting onions, it always makes me cry

FLASH.
give me love
FLASH.
give me pity
FLASH.
give me the emotions you have for her
FLASH.
give me heart aches and back problems
FLASH.

sigh.
loving someone is hard because whenever you're with them your heart feels light and you feel happy and you don't notice the bad things. but as soon as that bubble's popped there's nothing but bad things left.

i want everything she has.
everything that you have with her.

things have changed for me.
but that's ok.
i'm on my way.

things have changed for me.