Wednesday, June 30


The remainders of a shooting star
Landed directly on our broke-down little car
Before then we had made a wish
That we would be missed
If one or another just did not exist

something navy

how on earth did it take me so long to find this beauty?

Wednesday, June 23

your girl

house of harlow

June 23, 2010

What hurts the most is knowing that if I were worth it, you'd still be here. Unfortunately, that's a realization I've found way too many times in my short 20 years. I am not worth it to any boy when the going gets tough. I thought you were different. Every girl says that, right? Yes, they do. But you? I was so sure of you, so positive that giving you my heart was nothing but a wonderful risk that would provide some sense of happiness in this silly life. I will see you soon, and I can only hope that it will give me closure. You are the most beautiful boy I have ever encountered, you have a grand heart and an extraordinary personality. The girl who gets you will surely get my envy.

until then...
we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl.
and don't forget -- you said it, not me.


I know that things are broken
And though there's too many words left unsaid
You say you have spoken
Like the coward I am, I hang my head
And you lay careless your head on my chest
And don't even look at me looking my best
And all these things I can't describe
You would rather I didn't try
But please don't cry, you liar
Oh please, don't cry, you liar
They told me love was a fortress
And I had never put it to the test
And all the while I relied on this honesty
Well in love we are but amateurs at best
But please don't cry, you liar
Oh please, don't cry, you liar
Oh please, don't cry, you liar
Oh please, don't cry, you liar
You're leaving for your last kiss
And who in this world could ask me to resist
Your hands cold as they find my neck
All this love that I've found I detest

i dream of henna