i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

i understand why they say "wait"

why highschool relationships don't usually work out.

there's a candle

and there's a wick

and im burning out.

patience i tell me.

patience.

you know its there.

you know it'll be amazing.

but why wait...

i shamelessly admit

its hard to wait for a processing

when the finished product is there.

i am only human.

only girl.

strength is hard to pull together

yes i can do it on my own.

but all i have is enough to support my own weight.

not yours.

having to chide and prod you into action

is not something i want to have to do.

God should be a joyful topic

not a point of contention.

a reminder of things left undone.

i don't know.

for the first time.

im hesitant.

3 months i say.

3 months.

will you hold your own...?

EDiT//

9PM on a saturday night.

insufferable dinner.

you really cannot talk about anyone else,

life is all booze, sex (or attempts at) and trying to be the man.

there's no respect here.

i don't respect you.

you and your insecure lifestyle

and your attempts to 'prove'

you prove nothing.

that you are nothing.

and yet i still let myself be shaken,

well i won't.

there are more important matters.

the truth is, im just reblogging coz i don't want to write the conclusion to my essay. (lawlz)

this life holds so much...

but im glad that i have the multiple essays...

and the multiple events.

i give up.

let things come as they will.

what will be, will be.