Whiskey Words & a Shovel III

be good to yourself you're the only you you'll ever get

The library is therapy for those with minds like mine.

just because she’s patient doesn’t mean you should make her wait

falling for someone doesn’t mean they’ll catch you loving someone doesn’t make them deserve you

I am, you are I am enough just not for you and that's okay

used to it you're so used to being hurt that you don't know how to allow real love in you're so used to the heartache that your heart anticipates being broken you're so damn used to the lies that even the truth appears to be unbelievable

good book a good book is something you can reread over and over yet it never loses its intrigue that's the type of love I want that's the type of love I deserve

beneath everything love me to the bone beneath the nerves beyond my mistakes beneath my veins and even as my heart breaks love me entirely or not at all

into the night I collapse into the night under the pressure of my own unhappiness overthinking pushing myself further into the darkest corners of my own existence I've been smiling in an attempt to avoid their concern while trying to learn to navigate through the chaos that plagues my life though genuine laughter is what I've been after I've been unable to find it and so I resort to a cheerfulness that isn't real the type of joy I only wish to feel there is sadness all around us it follows and it swallows all of us up us being the people like me dreading tomorrow and the sorrows that live within the minutes of every passing moment this has become my life this life of someone who in a room filled with others still feels lonely

December 2nd 2015 We were strangers but when I met you I remembered who you were I realized that we've always been in search of each other searching for a love that only you and I could create together I'm blessed to have found you in this lifetime as well as any other I love you

all ways give your heart to a man who loves you always in all ways

July 22nd reminds me you're the missing lyrics to the song that lives within my soul

wish, pray, or hope I hope you find the strength to walk away from your past and run toward a future where you'll be treated like the amazing soul that you are I know life is short and our moment here is limited there's not enough time to find all the things you want but I do hope that you reach all the things your heart deserves

halfway there though darkness still fills the room within my heart I am less sad when lying next to you

she is you IV and she was driven by all the things that caused her pain as what failed to weaken her flames became fuel

pain is silent the worst type of pain is silent and it hides behind a smile upon the face of the strongest people

girls like you I the girls with the biggest smiles have the saddest stories

rebuilt the beauty in breaking is that when you rebuild you'll be stronger than before

some change and you're so used to being mistreated that anything opposite of what you're used to scares you even if it's what you deserve

day to day. one day it won't hurt as much as it does now sometime in the near future day to day it'll get easier the night won't be so damn difficult your heart may ache now but there's power in pain and you're just getting stronger

in the dark I'm hiding behind this smile and lately chaos has found its way into my heart there's a shade of gray that covers my day to day and fills me with the type of sadness difficult to define with words the darkness hovers over me like vultures awaiting supper ever so patiently as life takes a toll on my soul nearly out of my mind and out of control searching for myself in mirrors yet all I see is a face that I don't know who am I and if I were to lose this fight where in the hell would I go

my own stranger broken mirrors keepers of my reflection shards of glass on the bathroom floor I don't recognize my own self my own eyes look like those of a stranger as my confusion stares back at me trying to make sense of it all I am a stranger to myself

freshman. college destroyed whatever innocence she had left between the nights she couldn’t remember and the things she wished to forget she’d forever be changed by the events that stripped away the peace from her soul