Why does ignoring you make me so upset?

I come from a family where the men have either betrayed me, or died. Why the FUCK would you think I would sit back and take YOUR bullshit?

Everything has been ghost themed lately. The book I've been reading, the songs I listen to, the boys that contact me. And I'm convinced my house is haunted. Literally, my roommate and I saw a person shaped shadow walking down a hall with no windows. I'm less scared, and more fascinated. I wish I was this enticed by everything in my life that should frighten me.

Destroy What Destroys You

I'm sorry. I thought this would be different. I thought my thoughts and my feelings and my heart was different this time. But they aren't and it's not. Don't see the fact that I may be making a selfish move a flaw; see it as a quick save. We can never destroy eachother, ever.

A Bright Kind of Blue

My little popgun

Be my Thrill

I cannot fathom why I'm letting this go on; this is the part where I usually run. But you make me so happy, and everything seems so sane this time. How can I resist?