Why can't you want me like the other boys do? They stare at me while I stare at you. Why can't I keep you safe as my own? One moment I have you, the next you are gone.

Around his little finger, that boy has got me curled. I try to reach out but he's in his own world.  This boy's got my head tied in knots with his games, I simply want him more because he looks the other way.


I feel like we're deteriorating. Our connection is deteriorating, like a rusted ball and chain you're dying to get out of. Is there no saving us? Whenever I voice how I feel I'm shot down. I'm over-reacting. How can I know how you feel if you won't tell me? You're turning me into a nag and I'm not, I'm really not. It's exhausting me. I need 'us' back.

Is it because I'm broken? I would hope that there was more to us but I can understand if it's an issue. I just wish you would talk to me, I will try to fix it.

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I've had 1826 page views since I started this page in... 2008? Or there abouts. Achievement or disappointment? I'll let you decide.

Anyone that's passing here, do you have instagram? I do.
And you can nosey through my pictures here at http://instagram.com/chiiiiiiiips

Home is wherever I am with you.

I am a whole different kind of human being. I have so much love to give. 

You're making it so difficult to love you. It's as if you're challenging me, testing me, trying my limits. 

Why do I even come here any more? It used to be my place to vent and arrange my thoughts. It's changed from an outlet to a cry for help. I can't bring myself to talk to anyone.

You make me feel like you're totally uninterested in what I have to say, what's on my mind. Do you even know how that feels? I am putting so much into this and getting nothing in return. 

If anyone's out there. Let's meet up.