Soul-Bearing

One of my many faults. Going in circles, round and round, round, round, and round again. Elaboration becomes my downfall. Too much, too little, too confusing. Heck, too confused. Just...lost. The walls are slick. I need a rope. Or a ladder. Or something.

Souls long to be searched.

There were two.
Three, technically, but that doesn't matter.
The first was selfish, and threw my dreams by the wayside, trying to mold them into his own. But you... You searched me. You listened. You knew, and understood.
And, hopefully, you loved.
I believe you still do. Or might, or could, at least.
And I will forever be grateful for that.

Panic! At The Disco

I've been in a major P!ATD mood today. Enjoy.

Twisted.

The world is...twisted. Everything is twisted. We're all pretending. The truth hides behind masks of all kinds, each different, but equally as deceiving. Realities are forged. People like me, people like us, we want more than this. We hope for more, we long for more, we need more.
Tell me, how do I let go?
I want to.
Help me find the new way. Help me fight.

i love you more than you will ever know

Well...it seems I haven't posted in a while.

I'm pretty much in love with this one.



Goodnight!