So for the one year anniversary of my blog (yeah it was made on New Years last year, how cliche is that?), I decided to make a “Follow Forever” list. Everyone on this list has an awesome blog and/or is just a really awesome person in general (not necessarily all mutuals but most are). I’m glad to have met all of you guys, you rock :D ♥ And sorry if I missed anyone D:
Once again, if I missed anyone, I’m so sorry D: But everyone should check out the blogs on this list, they’re totally awesome and if you like league and pretty pictures, DEFINITELY ABSOLUTELY 100% check out the very last blog, Zuli is the best and I love her art so much.
Anyway, thanks again and everyone have a wonderful New Years!
You, who I once thought was a dream, ended up being my worst nightmare.
Sometimes I still have nights where I wake up in the middle of 5am breaking out in a sweat, huddled up in the corner of my bed, trying to erase the memory of you I still have embedded in my brain.
How is it that the walls you try so hard to build get broken down by one simple caress, one single gesture at trying to dig into the parts of you no one else bothered to uncover.
I want to remove the stains I still find on my skin that scream your name. I want to shut out the voices I hear on my walls that somehow remember every little detail of you. I want to re-do what you have undone.
I am tired of thinking I was the empty room you decided would fill your broken pieces.
I urge you to spend a good amount of time counting the things that still make you smile. Like puppies, or an old couple you see sitting in the park hand-in-hand, or that one stranger holding out the door for you. Because believe me when I say you will need that when you’re alone and the storm decides to pay you a visit.
I don’t owe you an explanation for wanting to find happiness elsewhere. You were the one who decided you didn’t want this. I’ve always been on the other side of the street, waiting for people to make up their mind. I can’t do that anymore. I choose where I stand in people’s lives this time. I choose me this time.
Keen Malasarte, No Longer Will I Wait Around For People Who Won’t Do The Same For Me.
I wanted to write about us. I wanted to tell the whole world our story, of how we came to be, how you found me when I thought I wasn’t ready to settle through all the chaos of finally letting my heart open for someone else, but I changed my mind. ‘No, I don’t think I will.’ I told myself. There are stories best kept within our hearts, after all. I want to keep you. I want to keep our story for myself, between just the two of us. I want our story to be our secret the world will wonder about but never truly know.
Keen Malasarte, The story I kept in the quiet of my heart.
All I wanted was someone who could hear me out. But where were you during my darkest hour? Where were you when the demons I locked away in my sleep kept knocking? It’s okay, though. I don’t blame you for not putting someone else first above yourself, because truth be told I would have done the same. It just sucks because if it had been my choice, if I had been the one standing on your shoes, in your place, I’d have done all I could to make sure you found comfort in someone else. That I was there for you when things didn’t seem so easy to deal with on your own.