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Somewhere between the end and the point where we begin.

sailinghomenow — Wed, 29 Sep 2010 19:47:04 +0000

It’s a proven fact that in order to have a new beginning there needs to be an end first. Well what about the middle ground? When you realize that the end for whatever the situation may be has come, and you have yet to see the new beginning. It’s like when people use different stages of your lives as chapters like in books, in a book it’s very defined, but there’s never a blunt sign thrown in front of our face stating the new chapter of your life. You just have to wing it. They say if it’s not the beginning you haven’t reached the end yet. Well, I’ve reached the end and I’ve even passed it… but I’ve yet to find my new beginning. I’m just stuck in the middle.

Pretty Little Liars

sailinghomenow — Sat, 31 Jul 2010 06:49:01 +0000

We think we know who we are but we don’t. Not until something bad happens to us and all the useless things fall away and we are left with who we really are.

Breakdown

sailinghomenow — Sat, 31 Jul 2010 06:48:14 +0000

It’s one of those nights where you don’t want to be alone with your thoughts. You don’t want to give in to the tears that have been pounding behind your eyes all week long. You don’t want to be weak, you don’t want to ask for help. But when you do want to, you realize there’s no one that could possibly understand. You blast the music and stay on facebook and tumblr and watch dvds all night long try and void the pain. You get tired and think it’s going to be ok. Just fall asleep quick. The minute you turn off all the music and noise, the second you shut off the lights, the moment you lay you head on your pillow, the tears start to stream down your face. You hate that feeling. It feels as if it’s going to last forever. Before you know it you entire face is red, your throat feels like all of your insides are stuck down there, and you pray that it’ll be over soon. You lie helpless in your bed all alone, but when the morning comes, there’s something about the sunrise that reassures you that it’s going to be ok. So you suck up the tears and go to sleep, and when you wake, the pain has been numbed just waiting for the next breakdown.

black sheep

sailinghomenow — Sat, 03 Apr 2010 01:43:39 +0000

I don’t know if I can take this ridicule any longer. It’s as if I have no other option but to put up with this shit. I just can’t wait till I’m out of here and doing my own thing. It just sicks that I’m going through all of this alone.

sailinghomenow — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 15:49:09 +0000

sailinghomenow — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 15:40:45 +0000

“If you are going to fall in love with me, it’s only fair that you know what you are falling in love with.

You are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my overactive tear ducts, my internet obsession, my tendency to be too clingy. You fall in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams, and how I’m a hopeless romantic at heart. If you fall in love with me, you fall in love with my self-hate and all my imperfections and my perception that nobody could ever love me.

But, you are also falling in love with the way my eyes will smile when I’m with you, the way I’ll text you in the mornings just telling you I hope you have a great day. You’re falling in love with the occasionally humorous and/or thought-provoking things I say, and the way I blush when people ask me about you. But to me, the most important thing will be that you are falling in love with me, despite my thinking that it is impossible.”

sailinghomenow — Fri, 12 Feb 2010 17:19:04 +0000

Everything’s going to be just fine. You need to start believing that, and that’s what will happen. Just believe. Cause you deserve at least that much.

If you break your promise, you’ll break my heart.

sailinghomenow — Tue, 09 Feb 2010 04:58:54 +0000

Are you really?

sailinghomenow — Sat, 06 Feb 2010 22:12:45 +0000

I think the last little verse sounds better a little like this:

I know that we’re taking chances.

You told me life could be worse.

I just have one last question?

Will it be my heart, or will it be hers?

Yep, that sounds about right.

Through the years

sailinghomenow — Sat, 06 Feb 2010 17:34:40 +0000

You have to love the person that you were, because that person made you who you are today.

Sometimes the best words of wisdom comes from the most pointless source. Tis true though, just takes a while to realize it.