You’re going to have a really hard time getting people to help you if you talk to them in a way that degrades their assistance.
Torn between “let it flow” and “you control your own destiny”
Never gone, always present. Never there, always here. Never distant, always close. Even when miles away, only inches from your voice. That is all one can strive for, and hopefully being “Gone, gone, gone,” isn’t a permanent state, but the past. A relic. Time and chances have been given but allow for one more, for … Continue reading the only poem you ever wrote.
When you give someone your heart, no one else can take it away from you because it is no longer in your possession, but when someone comes along that deserves your heart more than the one you've given it to, let that heart go and grow a new one, so that every heart you give … Continue reading life lessons.
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Sometimes I don't understand why I always try to do things the right way. Especially when they don't feel right to me. But I like to think it's because I want to make other people happy. To me, the right way is their way. Never my way. Because my right is wrong. And my wrong … Continue reading Conflicted, lost, but trying.
If the floor hadn’t creaked, I could’ve made it out without a sound, but they heard me and now there’s no way to deny it. Crissy’s parents were getting a divorce. Crissy was an old friend of mine from high school and in hindsight, if I had just told her the truth rather than trying … Continue reading don’t squeak, floor creak
We will never be ready for each other. Because we were never right for each other.
No, I may not know what my future looks like now, but I know what I'm going to do in the meantime.