About
Now that we've got that out of the way, here's a bit more about me:
I am most likely one of the strangest people you'll ever meet, and how obvious my strangeness is to you is directly proportionate to how comfortable I feel around you. You will probably never know everything I'm thinking. My interests can change daily, though a few things are static -
I will always love Buffy.
I will never like rap.
I am sarcastic as hell.
And I don't give a damn if you don't like it.
Once I love you, I love you forever.
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I don't want to make you sway
Like I know I've done before
I will not do it anymore
I've had my head among the clouds
Now that I am coming down
Won't you be my solid ground?
What does it mean
When everything you are
And everything you feel
All comes back to the same
Damn
Lies your parents told you
And they thought I would be fine...
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I know what it's like. You think you matter. You think you're a part of something - and you get dumped. It's like the whole world is moving, but you're stuck. Like those animals in the tar pits. It's like you just keep sinking a little deeper every day, and nobody even sees.
Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping. Waiting. And though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir, open it's jaws and howl. It speaks to us...guides us. Passion rules us all and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love. The clarity of hatred and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes, more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank. Without passion we'd be truly dead.
Bottom line is, even if you see 'em coming, you're not ready for the big moments. No one asks for their life to change, not really. But it does. So what are we? Helpless? Puppets? No. The big moments are gonna come. You can't help that. It's what you do afterwards that counts. That's when you find out who you are.
You're not friends. You'll never be friends. You'll be in love 'til it kills you both. You'll fight, and you'll shag, and you'll hate each other 'til it makes you quiver, but you'll never be friends. Love isn't brains, children, It's blood. Blood screamin' inside of you to work it's will. I may be love's b***h, but at least I'm man enough to admit it.
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I hope you have a good time, Nay-rinn! <3 ^^
Are you gonna have one soon? :3
Nay-rinn!
I'm sorry I missed your birthday! D:
But, happy belated birthday! sweatdrop heart
Tbh I'm gay, and now the quote makes so much sense. I can't stand the bible belts around my area thinking I'll go after their kids and whatnot. I'm 17 and only looking for consenting [legal age] guys (relationships not sex xD).
Hopefully my family and friends won't think less of me if/when I tell 'em.