I dreamed once that I kissed you When I awoke I cried I told myself I didn't want you Sleep came slowly last night Tears high with the rising tide I dreamed once that I kissed you I told myself I didn't want you I dreamed once that I kissed you I forget how it looks: the light But...

Stop. Stop everything. Don't move, don't think, don't breathe. Listen to me. What is important to you? That's scary... isn't it? I'm sure you have many wonderful answers, like religion, family, success. Tell me... Do you feel it in your bones how important they are? Does your...

1. I'm that weird kid who never talks to anyone in class. You know when the teacher says, "Go find a group." And there's always one kid who just keeps their head down and waits until no one's noticed that they don't have a group and works alone? That's me. Most of the time I don't...

Look at the sky. The stars. Accept your insignificance,  and then accept your individuality. You are just one life in billions, but there has never been a you before. Embrace that. Forget. Let everything troubling you go away. Forget. Think only of yourself, close your eyes...

Remember when we were alone only because we wanted to be,  alone because we overused the poor man "Not-Me"?  When the only times of the day we looked forward to  were those when we could rule that playground--no, kingdom of ours.  Remember how the kids who didn't get chocolate milk were strange,  and we never thought...

Promises to you are tattooed on my palms and they don't mean anything but I'm tired of explaining myself So I'll let go of it Instead I'll tell you about the beauty of our world The infinite amount of perfect moments with perfect people and how we need to cherish them How we need...

Something twinkled in the sky. Something enormously important and also enormously insignificant. "The longer I think about it, the more I realize..." The pause was a little too long for comfort, "Maybe it's not me who needs to make you better. Maybe you're done learning for a bit,...

I hate school dances. I'm not saying I'm not loved, I'm just saying I'm not loved in the way that gets me asked to dances. I hate school dances because they do this to ...

It doesn't feel real y...

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Dear ______, I love you. Please be careful with your heart. Don't let it become the hairy heart from that Beedle the Bard story. Love, but learn to love with pure intentions. I hate what I see you doing to yourself. I want to see you happy. Forever (kind of) in love with you, Me Dear _____, You're kind of scaring me. I wish you didn't. Confused, Me Dear...

Somehow, you've forced yourself into my life. There's so much that's strange about that. Mostly the fact that you seem to enjoy talking to me more than most of my friends. Mostly because I'm nearly certain the next year of my life will be some sort of Gym/work/online school-induced...

Isn't it funny how even though I still see you most days, you're already a ghost to me? ...

It was a day of mistakes. The negative connotation is a little too potent, and it sticks in your nostrils like the smell of tires burning on cement. Exciting, nonetheless wrong. It was a day when all I thought about (again) was how little I feel and think like I used to. When rather...

There was a day when you held me. When you let me hold you and neither of us spoke because it was comfortable and there was no need to. We didn't talk about the kiss afterward. We ignored it, but that was okay. There was a time when I was certain you loved me... In some way, because you gave me your hands and I let you. The words I love you were...

This is a letter for someone. Someone handsome and kind and generous, but not too generous. Funny and serious and open but mysterious. Somehow. Someone rich in spirit and poor in selfishness. Someone who smiles too much and doesn't cry too often. This is a letter for someone...

1. Hang out with everyone who is important to me. Make time. 2. Work out. I am in terrible shape. 3. Get a great tan. 4. Don't forget about blogging. 5. Hope my friends don't either. 6. SEVEN PEAKS 7. Finish playing The Last of Us with Trevor and Ardon. 8. Make Trevor...

To the seniors, This is it. Today was the last day. You've started a new chapter and so have I. One that feels so lonely my heart is breaking because of it. I hope you like college. I hope you have parties, make friends, do stupid things with new people who are so much better...

Goodb...

We all know who I'm taking this idea from. To Jordan Williams, Marry me. Marry me because I love you. Marry me because both of us made some mistakes but I'm still sitting next to you right now, listening to you talk about whatever you want. Marry me because we would be failing...

Let's remember a moment our first memory. A blur of color and light. Mine is orange and looked like a fridge. -- Once there was a wave of sound that played from your fingers and it never stopped waving. That sound, even if the both of us never hear it again, will continue...

Hold on for a second. Let me speak for a moment. Don't get offended if I swear for a few minutes. I am really fucking angry. And I don't care how shit this is, because I'm not sure if you heard me: I AM REALLY FUCKING ANGRY. I hate using caps, I hate it when people use them in their posts. It makes me uncomfortable, okay. But I AM REALLY FUCKING...

In first grade I thought I had control over the wind. Now I'm in eleventh grade and I don't have control over anything. How did it happen that I was more free when I was seven than I am ten years later? Doesn't growing up mean freedom? Ten years later and I am a slave to my own...

"It will be better this way. You will feel freedom and happiness." This doesn't feel like happiness. It feels artificial.  "But aren't you happier?" ... yes. "Then let it be." -- I have known darkness. I have known light. I have known grey and colors and seen the sun set and the moon rise and waited on a ledge for...

Hi. I'm Endymion. And I can say that I really don't mind that you all know my name. Most of you probably don't know me, but now I guess I'm free to show you who I am. Yes, my name is Hailey. (Just Hailey. Don't call me Hay because that just sounds stupid.) I'm an artist. I create...

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Hold my hand. Show me that you're real. (because you seem so transparent.) Please don't be a figment of my anxiety and show me who you are. Hold my hand again. Touch my face again. Kiss me again. Hug me and hold me and be with me and Show me that you are real. Talk to me, Mister...

Somewhere along the line the sun started rising from the wrong direction. The porch in front of my house got smaller and it only makes me want to spend more time there but still I don't. The yard is messier and newer and the weather warmer. It's old and new and borrowed but it's not quite blue anymore and I think I like that most of all. Not to say...

"I can't take much more of this. I don't know how to act around you or what to do and it's killing me." -- This is for YOU. Because I can't hold all of this in anymore and I know I'm too impatient for my own good and I'm sorry. It causes me to make quite a lot of mistakes. And in doing that, I've hurt you. I'm sorry. I don't think you want to hear...

I keep saying I'm broken and you keep saying I'm broken and everyone keeps saying it and Stop Giving Me Hugs I don't need pity. I need glue. -- Hello. I'm Endymion. And I'm a nomad. My feet are freezing and its snowing outside but the desire for hot chocolate evades me. The desire...

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How many have I killed? ------------------------- Death is relative  and I've killed  hundreds. When I glance  back at all  the bodies  I've left  behind in my  wake of devestation  I cry  Because all  these...

The times that I have refrained from saying your name are starting to wear me down. The number of nights I've sat awake with the fireflies in my hands and pondered where we went wrong are too many. When I stopped carrying you and starting noticing that my bare feet were eroding...

The past few days have felt like I gave up on climbing that mountain over there called My Life. Like I made so much progress but eventually my feet became so numb that I couldn't move, so I laid down and watched the stars above me tell their stories. They told me mesmerizing tales...