A Hurtfully Unpainful Epiphany.

Love is portrayed as a hurtful creature,
A beast among them all,
A beast that tears out a heart by it's strings,
An untamed beast not meant for everyone,
Long story short;
Love hurts.
But I don't know if I disagree,
What I feel is torn by two sides,
Neither overcoming my mind,
Love can be an indirect cause of tears,
hurt, and loss,
But love is too timid a creature,
Love, my dear, is not the source of it all.
Love together, hand in hand,
with betrayal and regret,
Can successfully break down the strongest of men,
But love never tries to hurt the innocent.
So maybe love IS dangerous,
But what I've been thinking is this;
Maybe love really does hurt,
But it's a kind of hurt you want to hold on to,
A bruise, or a scab that you like to pick,
But you wouldn't want to live without it,
For this chapter in your life would be over,
This memory would surely be ended.
Love hurts,
and hurt causes pain,
and you could say pain is obsession,
But you wouldn't want this pain to heal,
You want to hold on to it,
For it shows how everything's real.
Since you want to hold on to this craving,
It gives you a reason to think of them,
For all we know;
Love could be obsession.
And so yes,
Maybe love DOES hurt,
But it's a hurt we want to hold on to,
because honestly we wouldn't know how our life would be,
if that pain were to heal.

This Playground of Ours.

Hello my love,
The world is waiting for us,
and it's time we take hold of this playground.
Take the world by it's reigns,
Let blood race through your veins,
It's time to look reality in it's face.
Live it up, don't live down,
Cause commotion in town!,
Give everyone something to talk about.
We are such 'scandalous' people,
Who should be locked up in cages!
We are the people on all your front pages.
You could say that we're felons,
Who rob hell from heaven,
But we're being portrayed as such criminals!
We are much past yesterday,
and tomorrow's in our reach,
So don't wait to live,
Just hold on to your seats!
Yes, we're all just flesh and bones,
biodegradable matter,
But why always be on the negative side?
Optimism is SURELY the answer.
So if you're frowning right now,
Hang upside down on playgrounds,
So then everyone can see your bright smile.
Forget what you know,
Because trust me it's unreal.,
You'll never understand,
Until you trust what you feel.

So Bad it's Not Even Sad.

Too bad, so sad! Well WHO CARES!!! I thought I've been over this, and I'm sure that I have. But I'm going to say it again. I HATE waiting. Especially waiting for someone to come online. I'm not even sure what the feeling is. I don't know if the word is on pause and the only think moving is me waiting slowly, or if I'm on pause waiting, and the whole word is just doing it's thing and revolving. Or maybe it's just BOTH. Even though that doesn't make sense, well everything in my life doesn't make sense. So today, I've spent a little more over 6 hours waiting for someone to go on aim. Or atleast calllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll or something. That's like 1/4th of my day. A FOURTH. And I'm STILL waiting. I hate being the first one to do something. It makes me feel like a GUY in a relationship instead of a GIRL. So I think what I'm trying to say is :/ I feel wanted. Because I am wanted :] But I want to feel needed. And I think I definitely show I need people, but people need to start showing that they need me :[ And if you need me and you don't do something about it. Wellllll, so bad it's not even sad.

I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo over it.