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Hate to be that single girl, but I wish..

I had a guy best friend I could hug and hold hands with and kiss without having to call him my boyfriend. Someone who actually cared to listen to my thoughts and I’d do the same. I want a friendship with benefits of a relationship, not to be confused with getting used, but that won’t happen. All I can do is wish. I’m too much of a hopeless romantic anyway to not get overly attached and make it into something more. I have a lot on my plate; it would just be nice to be held through it.

Necklaces by RubyRobinBoutique.

So this little turd is turning seventeen today. Makes me feel old because to me he’s still my little tan man. Happy birthday to the best little brother a girl could ask for! Man this picture seems like it was ages ago.

So this little turd is turning seventeen today. Makes me feel old because to me he’s still my little tan man. Happy birthday to the best little brother a girl could ask for! Man this picture seems like it was ages ago.


Numb, but I still feel it crawling under my skin. (x)

Numb, but I still feel it crawling under my skin. (x)

Also here’s a selfie because you haven’t seen my face in awhile.

Also here’s a selfie because you haven’t seen my face in awhile.

My eyes have always been my best feature. Blue with a sunflower middle.

My eyes have always been my best feature. Blue with a sunflower middle.

There’s a haze that fogs my vision
It leaves reality looking like superstition.
And my right is left, but my left is wrong.
I can’t find my way or where I belong.

They say past times are lost times,
But I’ve still kept all of mine.
In my mind, they haunt me and taunt me,
Till they’re the only thing my lungs can breathe.

So I set fire to the bridge, and built a new ark,
To sail this wave of emotion out of the dark.
Drop old memories at harbor, embark on this quest.
Start a new chapter, collect treasures to fill my empty chest.
Be sure to light a beacon, guide me safely to your shore.
The fire in your heart is something I truly adore.

This storm will pass, this haze will clear
Because I can see beyond the horizon each time you’re near.
Water crashing against my mast.
A heavy blow to withstand to see you at last.

Smoke rises from the bridge, cracks scatter across the ark.
The emotions have settled, there’s light where it was only dark.
Faded memories cover the sea floor by the end of my quest.
Treasures fill most of my once empty chest.
The beacon growing weak as my feet kiss the shore.
And back into the arms of the fire I so adore.

God Made

God made guns and God made knives
He ruined all these God-made lives

So I tried to write a song..

She has her mother’s good looks
And her father’s charm.
She always falls for the crooks
Who would do her the most harm.

The empathy in her eyes
As she listens to their fears
One can only sympathize
With the beauty from her tears.

But I can only watch her
As happiness slips from her face
But I love to watch her
Because even when she cries she has grace.

His mind’s too big for his head
Living through this make believe.
He shares his thoughts in his single bed
As he heart bleeds on his sleeve.

Emotion weighs on his shoulders
And carries through his soul.
This bed grows colder
While he sleeps another night alone.

But I can only watch him
As loneliness washes over his conscious.
But I love to watch him
Because even as he dreams his smile is infectious.

They told us we had love in the wrong time
But I never said I wanted to be right.
Now I have to tell myself that I’m just fine
As sorrow drowns my dreams one more night.
Those three words still ringing
In my ear.
Babe all I’m asking is for you to just stay here.

She has her mother’s good looks
And her father’s charm.
He was the crook
Who too soon broke her heart.