i give up.

well, my xanga died. It's had its run. But its down like the end of all good things. Say Goodbye Xanga. Nobody cares. well, screw y'all. Why bother with these stupid things? no one reads them. No one comments. I'm going back to the way it used to be. My Details, My Poetry, My songs, to myself. Later.

~emily

One Day I'll Fly Away

The Greatest Thing You'll Ever Learn Is Just To Love & Be Loved In Return

Stumbling on grounded feet

Looking for more than my existence

Wishing that I could play more than I listen

Wanting more than I’m given.

I’m scared

I’m stupid

I’m selfish &

I’m Sorry.

Hide

Deny

Seek

Cry

Mere words change everything.

is an epiphany a good thing?

the exact moment when you realize everything in your life is connected.

from developing pictures to counting days to reading a excerpt.

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in the process of everything

      i stopped. while the world

           revolves around his background and her eyes,

                mine is the distant stare at the dinner table and

                     low hum under the dull chatter of comrades.

                                go next door for change.

**edit** i love the sound of the guitar in my house. absolutely beautiful..

Currently Listening Woven and Spun By Nichole Nordeman see related

- I Am

I gettin so tired...

i have this really bad problem of constantly looking back on things. remembering details, birthdays, road signs, anything. but what gets me is seeing history repeat itself and reliving good memories with the bad.

I read people's xanga's tonight. Present and Way past. and i realized the following things about me: when it came to relationships, i broke people's heart and cared less. when it came to friends, you got numerous tries before i gave up. i absolutely hate when ppl hate me.  with crushes, a new one arrived every week. with school work, i overwhelmed myself constantly. And i stuck my nose in people's business who could give a shit about me.

i can never apologize for everything i've done to people. How many people i've stepped on, disregarded, everything. for all the people i've talked about, lied to, told on, avoided, everything. i'm sorry. i am truly sorry.

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this song makes me cry.every time i hear it. even right now. *e*