He’s seeing it all

He's very careful with me, as though I'd be broken easily, He kisses my forehead and eyes, I smile as I realize, that he isn't like anyone I've ever known, and it's not a game, everything has shown, I know he's a weirdo and he's done a lot on his own, But I know neither …

The End

So there's this guy. I write about him quite lovingly on this blog, as you may have noticed. What you may not know though is that he isn't really mine. I got to experience pieces of him at convenient times. I felt his embrace but never his love. Today, marks the end if what little …

Crazy and I know it

So recently, I've been doing something crazy. I can't tell you what it is because some people I know read this and they would think I was losing my grip. Anyway, I feel an adrenaline rush every time I test the boundaries. I feel like I'm putting it all on the line and I feel …

The manifestations of my anxiety

Every so often, I'll be sitting in my room and have this uncontrollable need to organize something. This feeling is usually intensified if I have a lot on my mind or if I feel considerably overwhelmed. In the homes of friends this can manifest into a need to help wash dishes and set the table, …

How to be happy

I think it's clear through my writing that I am often times unhappy with life. It's strange when I think about how I am feeling because I live an exceptionally normal life. I live with roommates, I go to university, I go to work, sometimes I meet up with family, I hang out with friends, etc. …

Something new but not yet true

He doesn't make me feel like I'm flying He doesn't leave me breathless, sighing. He doesn't make me want to fall into his arms Doesn't ring a bell or any alarms. Because at the end of the day he isn't you I don't feel half as much and nothing true I don't want to message …

You’re just broken baby…

I guess I just don't understand People say they want the future in their hand That they are searching for forever But keep throwing themselves wherever What's the point in stirring the pot In having relations that absolutely will not Help you find what you are looking for While your friends joke that you're a …

How I look at him

I wish he loved me. I wish he could look into my eyes and see me as so much more than he does. When I look into his blue eyes I feel like I'm miles away. And I can tell him that I don't love him and I'm happy he's happy. But it's a lie …

Can we call it love?

A few nights ago I was laying in bed with my boyfriend. He was wasting his breath trying to get me out of bed saying things like "come on, let's go, come on" so I naturally told him that he was just like a dog. All hop to and let's do it! He proceeded to …

Panic?

So today I was asked to print some training documents at work. My boss wanted them in colour, on card stock and double sided. So I'm printing them out and I notice that the first page isn't in colour. Because this isn't a colour printer! Shit! Stop Stop Stop. Buttom mashing leads me to accidently …