Ruminations

This is what happens when I’m completely honest with myself and let my true thoughts run wild in my mind without filters…a reckless train of thought bound to hurt someone.
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Sometimes it isn’t that we aren’t interested it’s we don’t know.

I’m so damn stupid, took two years to realize this crap….

So busy afraid he will leave you that you end up putting up with all his crap then a few months or years down the line you wonder how things got so bad.

Capturing all these one liners and hoping they fit together and become a beautiful story, or a heart wrenching one.

I’m emotionally cheating.

His eyes get me every time, I feel as though if I look into them long enough I can figure him out, I can discover his deepest darkest secret.

Sorry I didn’t notice when it mattered. Sorry I realized things all too late. But things turned out all right. One missed fling isn’t something to dwell on right? You have something much more valuable. Sorry I made you think I was silly.

Every time I do something reckless for the sake of rebellion I miss out on something. It really isn’t worth it. But then again it’s so hard being classy all the time. Eventually you start feeling like a prude.

When you’re writing and thinking about something you did and didn’t realize you were doing that turned out horribly wrong, and you tell yourself you’ll never do it again and don’t realize that as you’re telling yourself and contemplating, you’re doing the very thing you told yourself you were going to stop doing. It’s a sick cycle.

You don’t know who else is winning her over by being genuine…so stop being coy.

The man with the rings, sounds like the beginning of a good story.

Self sabotage is always a legit reason to mourn.