is this thing an open door

walk right through to something more

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like a merry go round on crack.

I was waiting for something to happen.  waiting and waiting.  I could feel it.  I could see the line ahead getting shorter and shorter.  Then it was my turn to get on the ride.  To feel exhilerated and content.  See, I’ve been going around and around in circles lately. for a while now..  And the problem is, its not ending where i wanted it to.  I want to get off, but I cant do that… because the person controlling this ride is you.  alternating paces.  a little fast then a little slow then in between, but you never stop.  I’m dizzy.  feeling sick.  But you cant hear me screaming.  You’re only paying attention to the craziness around us.  Even the beautiful intricately designed horses I saw as really good friends, are starting to look less and less appealing in a somewhat evil way, creating this tension that gnaws at me.  Because I know no matter what, theyll always take your side over mine.  You’re playing with me and I’m being stupid enough to stick around like a little kid at an icecream truck, thinking ill get something free for being cute.  Let me go, because I don’t have the strength to be the one to do it.  I’m done.      

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The chase, the wait.

wthellmichelle:

I always hesitate to hit you up simply because I need to feel wanted by you. I know if you miss me, you would be the first to start a conversation. When we’re not talking, you have no idea how much I think of you but I don’t want to become a bother, so I just hold in that gusty feeling. I honestly do hate experiencing the wait. Sometimes I wish I could just get a glance of your mind, to see if you feel the same.

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