Nighttime WanderingsTo most people, my dreams would be enjoyable. But for me, they are my worst nightmare. I dream of things that were and things that never will be, and they are always with the people I miss the most. I want to see you; I want to do the things I do in my dreams. Instead I will never see you again, let alone go on the crazy adventure my subconscious imagines. My mind doesn't realize it, but it is torturing me. Every morning I wake up to the music and realize that those things never happened. They never will.Nighttime Wanderings by StarlitNova
lovedrunkshe looks at me, all big doe eyes and cupid-bow lips, tells me, now i'm not trying to say i'm about to kill myself, but i'm about to kill myself.lovedrunk by ohsostarryeyed
the traffic light is glass. not that it's reflective, not that it's bright, but that it's so slow, a liquid, moving like a year. it's also what my blood has become with these words.
we're in my car but i'm scared. i know i'm the one behind the wheel, but i don't know what she's got in her purse. i don't know her name but i do know she's drunk. so am i. i know we shouldn't be driving but i couldn't leave such sad eyes at a bar. i guess, if i'm being entirely honest, i also couldn't leave such a beautiful body at a bar, either. especially if some guy with worse intentions than i couldn't pass her up.
talk to me, i say. i don't glance up from the road because i'm scared of what i'll see, and what i won't.
you're not my fucking therapist, she tells me. i know she's wearing red lipstick and i imagine it turns to venom with those words.