My Dearest L...

Broken Girl... Coming soon!

Man, do I have a story to tell you guys! I'll prob be posting it in parts bec it's still ongoing but I'm writing out the beginning. I keep telling myself I should have blogged about it when it first started happening but my I have to work with my sister to get it all from the beginning bec I have a really bad memory that's why most of my blog post is really how I'm feeling in that moment and they're very raw. anyways I'll be blogging about this girl very soon, should be some time starting around next week. Maybe Monday? I'm not sure, yet...

I should make some tea

My Dearest L…

Sometimes i wonder what i bring to the table, will it be enough for the ones i love. you know i’ve been alone i have truly forgot what love even feels like, it’s just a weird night tonight. why did my ex text me? why have people from my past all been talking to me after a year they have been super quite. i don’t inderstand it...... oh!! 

P.S. Goodnight<3 i’ll type more tomorrow 

My Dearest L...

Why do I feel like your going? but are you still with me...it’s like you have left me.

You used to be with me when I was 13 but then I got older and you slowly just ended you fading away from me. Times got too hard for you, I guess. Was that the case tho? for are you still here with me. Do you still live in the dark? when will you find the light again... and make me feel the same way you used to? will it ever come back or is it gone forever!!! I guess I’ll just have to wait.

MY DEAREST L…

It's 5am and my throat is so tight right now and I have work today and I have to go in or I'm getting fired I guess this is my life hmmm.....yay funn...

“The beat of broken jazz”

It’s a lonely world, everybody tries to hide. 

Behind there dark blue eyes, behind those broken lies.

Did it really hurt, when you left me in the dirt.

The sky is crying, as the thoughts of you are sighing.

Boy the last string to tie was to say goodbye.

I tend to stick in your head, like the last homeless cat you fed.

You're like the beat of broken jazz.

You used to hit strings, in my heart like sweet smooth jazz sings.

In those steam filled showers, passing by those arousing seductive hours.

I found myself face down, trying to pick up my crown.

As you undid my lace, I tried to replace.

All the broken dreams i had to face.

They brought me to a place, where time can’t bring a trace. Of peace back to me.

How am i going to find a way to cope, when i can’t even wash the scars with that bloody red bar of soap.

In the dark, of a lonely park.

Passing the time away, but i only find myself fading away.

Through the wind I've sinned and through the sky I'll fly.

Say goodbye as we dance with the devil tonight.

Give up the fight, we gave it a good try.

Broken and beaten. To nothing we shall remain.

And that will be the end of my pain.

-TheSadBoisClub

it's really lonely here without you...

♡ marmalade boy ♡

Dear, Elisa Lam...

Before I go to bed tonight, I have to tell you something. I am not convinced that you did this to yourself at all, I truly believe that the hotel is hiding something from us. That manager from the new Eisa Lam documentary on Netflix has got me so damn angry!!! all she cares about is her stupid little hotel not looking like a fucking drug house. Well smell the roses hun it’s already home to the night stalker and a bunch of other prison rats. She didn’t even shed a damn tear for Elisa and don’t even get me started on how I think they made this Elisa lam documentary to cover up the real truth behind this case uggghhh fuck this makes me so damn angry!!!!